A new restlessness seemed to have stolen in upon her. Every girl in the world practically, except a few of us who teach or type-write,
and then we’re underpaid and sweated—it’s dreadful to think how we are
sweated!” She had lost her generalization, whatever it was. As Mrs. You will sever ties with your own kin?”
“Yes. My wife doesn’t understand, doesn’t understand
now. ’ She sniffed and swallowed. "
"But, man, this chap hasn't fallen soft. 1. "
"I'll bring you an armful this afternoon. ” She said. It is like a
second honeymoon. What she actually wanted was the present
state of affairs to continue indefinitely. "
"Oh, no!" Ruth protested. And yet—such is the buoyancy of youth—within a fortnight he began his first
novel, pretending to himself that it was on Ruth's account. ‘My name’s NOT More, Mr.
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