She pulled him down by his lapels and arched
her head readily towards his neck. After
all, she found herself reflecting, behind her aunt’s complacent visage there was a
past as lurid as any one’s—not, of course, her aunt’s own personal past, which
was apparently just that curate and almost incredibly jejune, but an ancestral past
with all sorts of scandalous things in it: fire and slaughterings, exogamy,
marriage by capture, corroborees, cannibalism! Ancestresses with perhaps dim
anticipatory likenesses to her aunt, their hair less neatly done, no doubt, their
manners and gestures as yet undisciplined, but still ancestresses in the direct line,
must have danced through a brief and stirring life in the woady buff. Love … to take her in his arms and to comfort her: and then to add to her cup of
bitterness the knowledge that her husband was a thief! For himself he did not
care; God could continue to grind and pulverize him; but to add another grain to
the evil he had already wrought upon Ruth was unthinkable. Certain reserves went down on both sides. Treading with noiseless step over the soft mould, they
soon reached the building. But how to avail himself of it was the question, for in his present garb he
was sure to be recognised. She had come to despise those who were fertile
out of pure jealousy, but could not admit it to herself. I'll not forget your
two mistresses, Jack. ”
“Then tell her to undress, confound her!” The City had been thoroughly
annoying that day, and he was angry from the outset. See!" she added, tearing the rag
from her head,—"I had beautiful black hair once. "
"I know; but …"
"And sometimes you say out loud: 'That's great stuff!' I never make any sound. She came to
adore them. Conscious of Mrs.
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