It is time
for me to begin the world anew."
"But how about that notion o' mine?"
"We beat about the bush, I think," answered the other, pushing back his
chair a bit and turning towards Ruby. "My dear young lady, your father
has been begging me to stay--chiefly, no doubt, out of goodwill, but
partly also that I may set him in the way to work this newly found
wealth of his. I am sorry, but I must refuse."
"Why?" murmured the girl, taking courage to look at him.
"You oblige me to be brutal." His look was bent on her. He sat facing
the window, and the light, as he leant sidewise, struck into the iris of
his eyes and turned them blood-red in their depths. She had seen the
same in dogs' eyes, but never before in a man's: and it sent a small
shiver through her.
"Briefly," he went on, "I can stay on one condition only--that I marry
you."
She rose from her seat and stood, grasping the back rail of the chair.
"Don't be alarmed. I merely state the condition, but of course it's
awkward: you're already bound. Your father (who, I must say, honours me
with considerable trust, seeing that he knows nothing about me) was good
enough to suggest that your affection for this young fish-jowter was a
transient fancy--"
"Father--" began the girl, rather for the sake of hearing her own voice
than because she knew what to say.
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