As the novel grew Ruth was astonished to see herself enter and dominate it:
sometimes as she actually was, with all her dreams reviewed—as if he had
caught her talking in her sleep. Niece and aunt regarded each other for a moment over their pockethandkerchiefs with watery but antagonistic eyes, each far too profoundly moved
to see the absurdity of the position. While she worked, Melusine worried over the problem of getting Jack home. “You go home,” he said, at parting; “you go home. ”
“You mean—you think——”
“Hush! I think that he was concealed in my room, and Annabel and he met there. She turned away from the doorway of the silk loom to observe. And the situation it makes!—the situation!”
Thus Manning, egotistical, inconsecutive, unreal. There was a wild light in her eye, and her straight hair was out demonstrating
and suffragetting upon some independent notions of its own. What was the fellow about? Was he being imposed upon? He watched as the
man Valade turned back, spreading his hands in the French way.
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