"If you touch me I will kill you," said Ruth, grasping the scissors which lay
beside the pencils—Hoddy's!
The Wastrel laughed, still advancing. ‘As a matter of fact, I’m not at all sympathique. It plucked shingles from the school building,
threatening to shake them all loose one by one like rotting
teeth. Then she called a hansom and drove home. “Sometimes it is not bad. “We are Mr. "
"In whose favour is it made?" he inquired, sternly. ”
Chapter XIX
“THIS IS NOT THE END”
“I said some afternoon,” she remarked, throwing open her warm coat, and taking
off her gloves, “but I certainly did not mean to-day. If this is true, it must be owned that the boy's
mouth showed a strong tendency on his part to coarse indulgence. "
"You believe it, father?"
"From the bottom of my heart. Jack submitted to this scrutiny with a very
bad grace, and vehemently protested his innocence. At last he took up his thoughts again: “I wonder if, some day, one
won’t need to rebel against customs and laws? If this discord will have gone?
Some day, perhaps—who knows?—the old won’t coddle and hamper the young,
and the young won’t need to fly in the faces of the old.
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