"Why, so it is," she said, in mock astonishment. ’ ‘You mean the bookroom, miss. He would get her to come to tea with him, usually in a pleasant tea-room over a fruit-shop in Tottenham Court Road, and he would discuss his own point of view and hint at a thousand devotions were she but to command him. Do you live here?" "Not exactly," answered the carpenter. He had pictured her, if indeed she had ever had the courage to do this thing, as sitting alone, convulsed with guilty fear, starting at her own shadow, a slave to constant terror. In her case the barrier was not selfishness but the perception that her interest would be misinterpreted, naturally. Then they discoursed on love for a time, and Alderman Dunstable, turning back to the shy, blond young man and speaking in undertones of the utmost clearness, gave a brief and confidential account of an unfounded rumor of the bifurcation of the affections of Blinders that had led to a situation of some unpleasantness upon the Borough Council. ’ ‘Who was to know if you would find your place?’ countered Martha. That is what I don't understand. That turned her mind to the more generalized aspects of her perplexities again. I will tell you this much, because you have been kind. ‘You would have a history of my life? Very well. "What is it?" "Can't you see? Together, down there; you and I!… As my wife! Both of us, never to be lonely again!… Will you marry me, Ruth?" As many a wiser woman had done, Ruth mistook thrilling eagerness for love. The flicker of an eyelash might betray his presence.
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