Her curiosity was insatiable, her dreams filled with happy speculation over what hair color her babies would inherit. What a girl of sixteen cares for is hair and a high color and moonlight and a tenor voice. His wife's portrait had been removed from the walls, and the place it had occupied was only to be known by the cord by which it had been suspended. These sham ideals and advanced notions. “I cannot reason with you,” he said at last wearily. What duty does a girl owe to any one before her father? Obedience to him, that is surely the first law. The ruffled chemise-front under the wide lapels of her waistcoat and jacket no longer quivered, and her pose, with the full cloth petticoat spreading about her, was relaxed. They confronted each other, barely feet apart, neither apparently any longer aware of anyone else in the room. Then, in a few years, he and Ruth might fare forth in comfort and security. When first you left your home you had no idea that I was the hidden impulse. Pardon what I have said, Madam. Why ain’t you gorn? Seems to me I had ought to arrest you.
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