"Mother!" she echoed,—"mother! why do you call me by that name?" "Because you are my mother. "It has been … rather a hard day, Hoddy," Ruth answered. She staggered to the fireplace and thrust it into the heart of the dying flames. . ’ There was a pause. But this only incensed the assailing party the more. Of course, why not? She would be honest, anyhow! She turned her eyes to Manning. “I have been bearing this—for your sake. I’ve bored you or something. The area was sparsely populated. The others hurried to the window. “I wish,” she said, “that you would leave off looking at me as though I were something grisly. She addressed her letters, meditated on them for a time, and then took them out and posted them. Her eye met Miss Stanley’s understandingly, and she was if anything a trifle more affectionate in her greeting to Ann Veronica. It isn’t law, nor custom, nor masculine violence settled that.
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