"I call this ere crib the Little-Ease, arter the runaway prentices' cells in Guildhall. “And you must please not look at me as though I were an executioner,” she declared lightly. The fireplace was at the other end, with the sheeted shapes of two sofas either side. , or that she had a care in the world. But never had the hand touched her with a father's caress; never had he taken her into his arms; never had he kissed her. She looked at me as though I were some unclean thing, as though my soul were weighted with every sin in the calendar. “If I was the world I think I should have put down a crimson carpet, and asked you to say what you wanted, and generally walk over me. But I do not even care if I am absurd. Torment! And so Ruth discovered him. ” She propped herself up on the massive oaken post of the bed, feeling the paralysis tingle her legs as it left them ever so slowly.
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