I have read that authors are very selfish and
self-centred. "
"But I was intoxicated!"
"So was the man you just fought in this room. And shall their wretched offspring live to blight my hopes, and blast my fame?
Never!" And, with these words, he grasped Wood by the throat, and, despite his
resistance, dragged him to the very verge of the platform. ”
He paused, with his eyes studying her gravely. Only I just
want him. ‘Jacques? Oh, that is news of the very finest. And now, come and sit by me, my dear,
and let's have a little quiet chat together. And you know all about that
shot. "
"This I do know," continued Jack,—"Jonathan Wild superintends the attack. It
should be the happiest day of your life, and I would not detract from its
happiness by letting you remember for a moment that there are others to whom
your inevitable decision must bring some pain. To find the true father at
the expense of the beautiful fairy tale Ruth had woven around the woman in the
locket was an intolerable thought. You must be lonely here with only a
few men friends. Ruth stared into the painted face, now sundrily cracked by the coursing tears. There was a fourth story; but he never told either Ruth or McClintock about this. The more haste, the worse speed—better the
feet slip than the tongue.
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