Then suddenly with a rush came reality, came “growing up”; a hasty imperative appeal for seriousness, for supreme seriousness. For in life there is but one hour: an epic or an idyll: all other hours lead up to and down from it. ” Mr. He wore a threecornered hat, a sandy-coloured scratch wig, and had a thick woollen wrapper folded round his throat. “But—your people!” she gasped. We had not then recovered from the shock. “You do not quite understand,” she said gently. But to plunge blindly into the unknown!" "I had to! I had to!" She had told him only the first part of her story. "You poor child!" Prudence took Ruth's hands in her own. Then Capes’ footsteps approached. “Very likely.
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