There followed a silence which endured several minutes; or, rather a tableau. Gerald’s temper flared. ” John looked at her sympathetically. "It's very well you haven't crushed the poor little thing to death with this confounded clothes'-bag. Woman's love of silk is not set by fashion; it is bred in the bone; and somewhere, somehow, a woman will have her bit of silk. Jiggle-joggle, jiggle-joggle…! For each pause she was grateful. How little he knew about Ruth—the background from which she had sprung! He knew that her father was a missioner, that her mother was dead, that she had been born on this island, and that, at the time of his collapse, she had been on the way to an aunt in the States. “You have been very kind to me,” she said. . \"You look great!\" \"Thanks. He wasn't quite hard enough to win worldly success; that was his fault. The acid of this incertitude had disintegrated his nerve; and in Canton had come the smash. So she built a shrine. The change has given man one good thing he never had before,” he said. .
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