It was about—a question of what I might do or might not do. He returned to attend the funeral. To her mind, recalling the picture of him the night before, there had been something tragic in the grim silent manner of his tippling. ” “Then don’t talk to me now. " This readiness to surrender the coat to her surprised Ruth. She watched them sleep for what seemed hours from the high window until her body grew colder than the stone sill she perched upon. The study seemed absolutely unaltered, there was still the same lamp with a little chip out of the shade, still the same gas fire, still the same bundle of blue and white papers, it seemed, with the same pink tape about them, at the elbow of the arm-chair, still the same father. He was looking pale and ill. His eyes were small and grey; as far apart and as sly-looking as those of a fox. " Mr. Along the inner side was a wonderfully arranged series of displayed specimens that Russell himself had prepared. Then she put more coal on, piled it over the ashes, and stood once more upright. She elected to go to prison. " "A novelist?" cried Ruth, thrilling.
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