CHAPTER XVIII. “Had the pleasure of dining with you at the ‘Ambassador’s’ one night, before the show, you know—last September I think it was. All the talk in the world would not describe Ruth. She rehearsed the story of her forlorn long lost mother in her head, what she would say to the theorymongers. She made a slow tour of the front of the house without success, and then started back along the rooms behind, dragging open the drapes each time to get just enough light to recognise what was on the walls. ” Anna shook her head. She had come across the wicked South Seas which were still infested with cannibals; she had seen drunkenness and called men beachcombers; who was this moment as innocent as a babe, and in the next uttered some bitter wisdom it had taken a thousand years of philosophy to evolve. It keeps dangling in front of my eyes. The young man's imagination suddenly pictured the man as a rock, loosed from its ancient bed, crumbling as it fell. "Got the rooms mixed.
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