” “And I also,” Brendon echoed. ‘Certainly you are imbecile. “What a fool I am!” he muttered, standing up on the hearthrug, and leaning his elbows upon the broad mantelpiece. Already he was dramatizing Ruth, involving her, now in some pearl thieving adventure, now in some impossible tale of a white goddess. I have often felt before that it is only when one has nothing to say that one can write easy poetry. His mother's scream seemed again to ring in his ears, and he was so deeply affected that, fearful of exciting attention, he was about to quit the sacred edifice, when he was stopped by the entrance of Thames, who looked pale as death, with Winifred leaning on his arm. ‘You speak as if you expected to meet her again, Gerald. "That's it!"—eagerly.
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