Yes—as he would have liked. We must wave our hands at the blue
hills far away there and go back to London and work. If you were a poet in need of rhymes, you
had only to turn to a certain page. The oaken beam, nine inches in
thickness, was now the sole but most formidable obstacle to his flight. I must not let you go again. Believe me, it will be better
by far that you should consent to marry me. Gerald noted the lady’s eyes brighten as she caught sight of him making his
way through the throng towards her. ” She said under her
breath. ’
‘She is no longer a mystery,’ Gerald said. Opening the door,
he found it littered with straw, on which he threw himself, and instantly fell
asleep. But all this business has
driven it clean out of my head. Hill lost a little of his truculency. . "Is she dead?"
"No—no," answered Hogarth. "What is it?"
"Can't you see? Together, down there; you and I!… As my wife!
Both of us, never to be lonely again!… Will you marry me, Ruth?"
As many a wiser woman had done, Ruth mistook thrilling eagerness for love.
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