" "That likeness is the chief cause of my misery," replied the widow, shuddering. She had thought of the lawyer who conducted the Remenham business, but she knew not where to find him. ” She drove off in a little fiacre, nodding and smiling at Sir John, who remained upon the Avenue. After all, why should I care what strangers think?" Ruth asked with sudden heat. “Why should women be dependent on men?” she asked; and the question was at once converted into a system of variations upon the theme of “Why are things as they are?”—“Why are human beings viviparous?”—“Why are people hungry thrice a day?”—“Why does one faint at danger?” She stood for a time looking at the dry limbs and still human face of that desiccated unwrapped mummy from the very beginnings of social life. \"Drives a red Jeep?\" \"Uh-huh. You know not in what dark places my life has been cast; with what crimes it has been stained. —I'll give him the edication of a prig,—teach him the use of his forks betimes,—and make him, in the end, as clever a cracksman as his father. I never made any effort to touch them; so by and by they learned to light fearlessly on my arms and shoulders. I didn’t realize—I don’t see how I can get out of it now. Selling out of the Army to take up his inheritance had spelled boredom to Gerald Alderley. There was a concerted gasp of shock from both the black-garbed lad and the coachman. Gerald smiled and excused himself with the Poussaint girl, whose mouth pinched together as she threw a dagger glance at the voluptuous Madame Valade.
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