He remained talking with her however. Her eye met his four inches away, and his was glaring, immense, and full of resolution, a stupendous monster of an eye. “Please forgive me—for one moment,” she sobbed. I hope that she is okay. It was a large, littered, self-forgetful apartment, decorated with unframed charcoal sketches by various incipient masters; and an open bookcase, surmounted by plaster casts and the half of a human skull, displayed an odd miscellany of books—Shaw and Swinburne, Tom Jones, Fabian Essays, Pope and Dumas, cheek by jowl. The evening breeze came; the bamboo shades on the veranda clicked and rasped; the loose edges of the manuscript curled. "Thank you; but I've a pocket full of water-chestnuts. To buy the freedom of a poor little Chinese slave-girl! For what was the sing-song girl but a slave, the double slave of custom and of men? Ruth wanted to know keenly what had impelled the idea. The thought of going back!—the thought of the unknown out there!—" with a tragic gesture toward the east. Her tone should have warned him, but he was too much in earnest to regard it. “Did you—did you really think that they would take you for a Frenchman?” she exclaimed. Perhaps it was loneliness.
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