” He faced her doggedly. "My chickens are hatched, or, at least, nearly so," replied Shotbolt, with increased merriment. He wore a silk hat a little tilted, and a morning coat buttoned round a tight, contained figure; and a white slip gave a finish to his costume and endorsed the quiet distinction of his tie. A grimy, battered object, which had no place in the fashionable quarter of town. "And equally easy to prove it," replied Jack, giving him the paper he had abstracted from Wild. There’s a great gulf opened, and nobody’s got any plans what to do with us. Unless there was some real metal in the young fool, some hidden strength with which to breast the current, Ruth would become a millstone around his neck and soon he would become to her an object of pity and contempt.
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