“Thank you. Do not let her think worse of me than I deserve,—or even so ill. " Ruth spread out the ruffled skirt, sundrily torn and soiled. Will you find your destiny, I wonder, or will you go through life like so many others—a wanderer, knocking ever at empty doors, homeless to the last? Oh, if one could but find the way to your heart. And yet—Wait a little, you’d better have every bit of it. I said I knew he disliked and distrusted you and your work—that you shared all Russell’s opinions: he hates Russell beyond measure—and that we couldn’t possibly face a conventional marriage. He looked at it with uplifted eyebrows, but made no remark. He renewed his supplications to Sharples, but with no better success than heretofore; and the greater part of the night was passed by him and the poor widow, whose anxiety, if possible, exceeded his own, in the most miserable state imaginable.
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