And yet—such is the buoyancy of youth—within a fortnight he began his first novel, pretending to himself that it was on Ruth's account. " "Indeed!" said Shotbolt. "Take my life, if you're so disposed. " Mr. ’ She let out a peal of laughter. There is only Gerald to see me, after all. ’ ‘How could he when he didn’t even handle it himself? Went off, I told you, and left it all to me. I can. He uttered one word over and over, monotonously: "Fool! … Fool!" But invariably the touch of Ruth's hand quieted him, and his head would cease to roll from side to side.
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