Manning,” she said, “I HAVE a confession to make. It’s for you to say if I may sit on it. " Jonathan made no answer, but snatching a torch from a bystander, jumped into the trench and commenced a diligent search. “I want to lay all my life at your feet. Manning loomed up ever and again into her world, full of a futile solicitude, and almost always declaring she was splendid, splendid, and wishing he could talk things out with her. ‘I know what it means, numbskull! Didn’t spend years in the confounded country without picking up some of their infernal tongue. ‘Don’t dare call her that to my face. Bowing to the stranger, the woollen-draper very politely requested to know his business. I think too much about myself. ” She looked at him with fluttering eyelids—sweetly grateful. He had put himself before the threshold of damnation; for Ruth was now a vestal in the temple. His glance swept up again and found her staring at him with much of her usual defiance, if a touch less of her customary assurance.
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