“Why did you ever let me love you? Why did you ever let me peep through the gates of Paradise? Oh! my God! I don’t begin to feel and realize this yet. 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. After he was gone in the morning, Ruth would steal into the study and hurriedly read what he had written the previous night. The bedding was removed; Mrs. "An American. That was Leonardo’s motto. The soi-disant Valade held the centre of the room now, only an uncovered but closed card-table, its surface dusty, between him and the suite at the fireplace.
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