The fellow swore lustily, in a voice which Jack instantly recognised as that of Quilt Arnold, and vainly attempted to rise and draw his sword. If ever I did meet a man I could love, I should love him”—her voice dropped again—“platonically. They looked out over the city, grim and silent now, for it was long past midnight. Spurling; Austin had never quitted his post. He destroyed her clumsily made dolls whenever he found them. ” The three men, who had arrived within a minute or two of one another, received her little speech in dead silence. He had need of all the inexhaustible energy of his character to support him through his toilsome walk over the wet grass, or along the slippery ploughed land. Ruth's emotion was a primitive joy: she was essential in this man's life, and she would always be happy because he would always be needing her. The sounds that reach the ear, and the objects that meet the eye, are all calculated to awaken a train of sad and serious contemplation.
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