His invalid wife and her money had been only the thin thread that held his life together; beaded on that permanent relation had been an inter-weaving series of other feminine experiences, disturbing, absorbing, interesting, memorable affairs. He was really very proud of her, and extraordinarily angry and resentful at the innocent and audacious selfreliance that seemed to intimate her sense of absolute independence of him, her absolute security without him. I hate what I am. But I'll not believe it of you. There was a brief pause, a crowded pause, between them. “A serious question. "Restore it," he cried, in an authoritative voice. . "Mother! dear mother!" cried Jack, folding her to his breast. "I say," retorted Edgeworth Bess, with a very unfeminine imprecation, "I shan't stand any more of that nonsense. Will you let me go out of this room?” “No,” cried Ramage; “hear me out! I’ll have that satisfaction, anyhow. ’ ‘Remenham House,’ exclaimed Trodger, who had been watching this interchange open-mouthed. John’s demeanor shifted. You know my fixed determination.
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