“One would think I had said nothing about the matter. “But if my manner tells! I cannot help it if that shows. Make haste!"
Ruth hurried off to her own room. She lingered over
donning her winter coat, buttoning each toggle and
placket, double knotting her long scarf. Why was she noting things like this? Capes seemed selfpossessed and elaborately genial and commonplace, but she knew him to be
nervous by a little occasional clumsiness, by the faintest shadow of vulgarity in
the urgency of his hospitality. While he was straining every sinew, his foot slipped, and he fell, head foremost,
into a deep trench, which he had not observed in the dark. “I’ll be here at one in the morning. Her knees shook, her breath came fast, she almost felt the lurid effect of those
tiny patches of rouge upon her pallor-stricken cheeks. “Yes,” she said, “that is what we ought to do. Fortescue is an actor, and your father
does not approve of the profession. And now you are
acting the cuckold, because I do not wish to waste my
seed in your barren womb?\"
She was too devastated to answer him. "Well, Lady Trafford," he said, fixing a severe look upon her.
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