I want to talk to him and go about with him. Jackson, I could almost fancy we had met before. Oh, John. The Well Hole. She crouched beneath a stump, her extremities twitching as the sun set orange and blue beyond the lace of iron-black trees. "Good-bye!" For a moment Ruth was tempted to fling herself against the withered bosom; but long since she had learned repression. And this great mellow place, this London, now was hers, to struggle with, to go where she pleased in, to overcome and live in. A new inexplicable madness that urged him to shrill ironically the story of his coat—to take it off and fling it at the feet of any stranger who chanced to be nigh. The daughters, he had hoped, would be their mother’s care. You would rather live like the scum of the earth, in that little brown hovel you call a house, in bourgeois paradise. . You have only to look resolute and proceed upon your way.
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