’ I wanted, as I have never wanted before, to take you up, to make you mine, to carry you off and set you apart from all the strain and turmoil of life. ‘Your niece, ma’am. Spurling, who had been hastily compounding another bowl of punch. His shirt was unfastened, his vest unbuttoned, his hose ungartered; his feet were stuck into a pair of pantoufles, his arms into a greasy flannel dressing-gown, his head into a thrum-cap, the cap into a tie-periwig, and the wig into a gold-edged hat. You’re a piss-poor liar, John. ’ Gerald eyed her with interest. But at least it gave her more time. "What?—help take care of him? Why, you can't do that, Miss Enschede!" was the protest. From then on he was Ruth's dog. We felt like thieves. He had little money about him, and unless friends come to his aid he must be treated as a pauper. The rest she meant to keep for her immediate necessities.
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