She didn’t choose her man. “Oh, but life is difficult!” she groaned. And when she went to sleep, then always Capes became the novel and wonderful guest of her dreams. If I were to marry you now I should feel a dependent being all my life—a sort of parasitical creature without blood or muscle. Ruth was inflammable; she would always be flaring up swiftly, in pity, in tenderness, in anger; she would always be answering impulses, without seeking to weigh or to analyse them. Queer world. She had paid her bill, and she had enough left in her purse to pay many such. “Annabel!” she exclaimed. I suppose most of our daughters would marry organ-grinders if they had a chance—at that age. You simply can't get good oil down there, so I must husband the few drams I carry. Why should WE hoard? We aren’t going out presently, like Japanese lanterns in a gale.
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