Take me! take me!"
"Before an hour you shall be mine," said Jonathan advancing towards her. Mother! do you know what you do? Would you sell yourself to this fiend?"
"I would sell myself, body and soul, to save you," rejoined his mother, bursting
from his grasp. Ruth crossed over to the dramatist of this tragicomedy and put a hand on his
shoulder. The next morning she went out with her post-office savings bank-book, and
telegraphed for a warrant to draw out all the money she had in the world. You have said a thousand times that there was no
shame in you. "
"The pianist?"
"Yes. “My dear man,” she exclaimed, “wasn’t that a foregone conclusion?”
“You treat the matter lightly,” he continued. "Ah! Quilt Arnold, my man, is it you? By the powers! I'm glad to see
you. They even talked about friendship. Nature is a mother; her sympathies have
always been feminist, and she has tempered the man to the shorn woman.
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