“There, there, now. She
realized that no man had ever placed a mantle of respect
upon her as Sebastian did; respect for more than just her
pretty face and her now lost ability to bear children. Who knows?—on the analogy of “Squiggles” she might come to call
him “Mangles!”
“I don’t think I can ever marry any one,” she said, and fell suddenly into
another set of considerations that perplexed her for a time. He
looked down and met them. Shy,
grateful in her loneliness for this unexpected attention, she had listened. It was a duel, you understand, and that is not permitted. His shoulders were bent, his face was
furrowed with wrinkles. He did not want Ruth to see his own stricken
countenance; nor did he care to see hers, ravaged by tears. She was to see
Capes to-morrow, but now, in this state of misery she had achieved, she felt
assured he would turn his back upon her, take no notice of her at all. There was something in Jonathan's manner, as he issued this
command, that struck the man as singular, and he afterwards recalled it. “You are a dear,” she exclaimed affectionately.
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