“This is a very foolish sort of entertainment. The hymnal lyrics had never stirred her; she had memorized and sung them parrotwise. In the presence of the husband of his mistress Rollo was always dignifiedly cheerful, but he never leaped or cavorted as he did when alone with Ruth. "And now," she added, with somewhat more composure, "leave me, dear friends, I entreat, for a few minutes to collect my scattered thoughts—to prepare myself for what I have to go through—to pray for my son. Now I’d like the rest of your story. You ignore me! That’s not a good way to treat your only friend. " "Not your only chance, Thames," returned Jack, in the same undertone; "but your best. And when they got to Covent Garden Ramage secured one of the little upper boxes, and they came into it as the overture began.
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