No, don’t interrupt me. ’ He saw that Mrs Sindlesham, for all her vaunted freedom of speech, was honestly shocked by this revelation. Unless there was some real metal in the young fool, some hidden strength with which to breast the current, Ruth would become a millstone around his neck and soon he would become to her an object of pity and contempt. ‘You had better kill me, mademoiselle, because otherwise I shall end by strangling you. He was instantly overpowered, and stretched upon the ground. You think you love this other man! No doubt you do love him. Never glance sideways at man. I’d rather starve!” For a moment the conversation hung upon that declaration. If you knew anything about Canton ware, you were, as like as not, sorely tempted to stuff a teacup into your pocket. His face was wreathed in smiles, his beringed hand was cordially outstretched.
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