I should lose every scrap of independence—even my self-respect. She met him by the dugout after the game. She forgot her vital hatred of the South Seas; she forgot that McClintock's would not differ a jot from the old island she had for ever left behind her; she forgot all the doctor's lessons and warnings. Why had Ruth married him? A penniless outcast, for she must have known he was that. "Who's that queer cove in the full-bottomed wig?" "Attend to me, sirrah," rejoined Wild, sternly. It is a precaution merely. “Yes, I remember,” she said. “MY DEAR MISS STANLEY,” it began,—“I hope you will forgive my bothering you with a letter, but I have been thinking very much over our conversation at Lady Palsworthy’s, and I feel there are things I want to say to you so much that I cannot wait until we meet again. The general propositions of Socialism, for example, struck her as admirable, but she certainly did not extend her admiration to any of its exponents.
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