You are your own Heaven and your
own Hell, Lucy. Too busy. . Ennison,” he said, “it is for you to cut in at Lady Angela’s table. "The devil!" ejaculated Jonathan. Once more he begged; but as Ruth only repeated her sharp command,
he spun about and raced toward the jungle. A diversion was created by the violent struggles of the little old lady. He returned, “Lucy, you knew I didn’t live anywhere
near you?”
“I was aware. Several
people in the crowd seemed to be fighting. Her little bedsitting-room was like a lair, and she went out from it into this vast, dun world,
with its smoke-gray houses, its glaring streets of shops, its dark streets of homes,
its orange-lit windows, under skies of dull copper or muddy gray or black, much
as an animal goes out to seek food. “You may call anytime. He himself, middle-aged, steeped in traditions of the City and moneymaking, very ill-skilled in all the lighter graces of life, as he himself well knew,
could yet come to her invested with something of the halo of romance by the
almost magical powers of an unlimited banking account. She spied him sitting on his armless black couch, his
feet splayed as he stared at his television blankly.
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