Sometimes it seemed to him that he was an impostor: that Ruth believed him to be one Howard Spurlock, when he was only masquerading as Spurlock. What would happen to her? Would her soul be shaken, twisted, hypnotized?—as it had been those other times? Music—that took out of her the sense of reality, whirled her into the clouds, that gave to her will the directless energy of a chip of wood on stormy waters. It looked as if it had taken its world for granted and prospered on that assumption—a world in which children were trained to obey their elders and the wills of women over-ruled as a matter of course. A large body of the constables of Westminster next made their appearance, the chief of whom entered the Lodge, where they were speedily joined by the civic authorities. " "Nothing," echoed Wood furiously. “What, you don’t think that you can afford it? Lucy, with your musical talent, you’ll get a full ride. In twenty minutes we meet in the hall, remember. It loves to sit on your knee. ’ ‘To be sure I do,’ said Gerald swiftly. But we get over it. “I find the two inseparable. ” Another differed. It filled his thoughts for the rest of the day, and became an obsession.
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