He’ll survive. “Who’ll mind the baby nar?” was one of the night’s inspirations, and very frequent. Where can we sit down and talk?” He led her across the room towards a window recess, in which a tall, fair young man was seated with an evening paper in his hand. It made her hungry. To be sure, Ruth had dimly been aware of this; but now for the first time she was made painfully conscious of it. He then said that if she would not obey him in this course she should “never darken his doors again,” and was, indeed, frightfully abusive. “Will you tell Sydney that I will see him in the morning,” he said. At table he carved in a gloomy but resolute manner. Stanley had never thought out.
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