He had not addressed to her even the most ordinary courtesy of fellow travellers; she doubted that he was even aware of her existence. That there would eventually be a lover Ruth knew; and she waited his appearance upon the scene, waited with an impatience which was both personal and literary. Conscience drove him to this side of the world, to this bed. He walked unsteadily towards the door. “You could have a talk to Miss Kitty Brett this afternoon, if you liked. He never cries nor frets, as children generally do, but lies at my bosom, or on my knee, as quiet and as gentle as you see him now.
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