The simile started a laugh in his throat. I am up to the ears in it all— every moment I can spare. You belong to me, and I have waited long enough. Only she hadn’t. He remembered also, all at once, the very first words he had heard her speak: “I was not born to this. Courtlaw rose to his feet. ‘Stay, Saling!’ The butler halted, looking round enquiringly. Gazing at her with eyes blinded with tears, he imprinted one brotherly kiss upon her lips. That there would eventually be a lover Ruth knew; and she waited his appearance upon the scene, waited with an impatience which was both personal and literary. “You don’t know him, Anna,” she said with a little shudder, “or you would not talk like that. “In the bathroom. She has no proof—yet. But in its stead—toward morning—there appeared another idea which appealed to him as sublime, appealed to the primitive conscience, to his artistic sense of the drama, to the poet and the novelist in him.
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