In the interim, Jack advanced to the woollen-draper, and regarding him sternly, thus addressed him: "You have violated the laws of hospitality, Mr. ” “Of course you’re converted?” she said. She stopped abruptly at the sound of his voice, and lost the thread of what she was saying. But he was now too deeply moved to trace a certain unsatisfactoriness to its source in a mixture of metaphors. He was yellow and coarse of hair; flea-bitten, too; and even as he smiled at Ruth and wagged his stumpy tail, he was forced to turn savagely upon one of these disturbers who had no sense of the fitness of things. He forced her arm back, away, stretching it out to keep the weapon at bay. “When you married me——” Her little hand flashed out across the table.
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