He got up. "My mother!—my poor mother!" ejaculated Thames, falling on his knees, and bursting into tears. She wrenched her head away from his grip and got her arm between his chest and hers. So far as I am concerned, I am just now a hopeless nonentity. A smile trembled at the corners of her mouth as she recalled Gerald’s ridiculous upbraiding of his own reflection in the mirror. Suddenly he felt Ruth swing violently away from him, and he wheeled to learn the cause. He sat in much the same attitude, and she stood just as she had stood when he told her she could not go to the Fadden Dance. It was impossible. \"Stop smiling, you're scaring me.
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