This
was number 13, Montague Street, familiarly spoken of in the neighbourhood as
“White’s. The smell of laundry detergent was noticeable,
the bed sheets very tightly stretched across the bed,
tucked in on three sides. Covered
with houses, from one end to the other, this reverend and picturesque structure
presented the appearance of a street across the Thames. You could not have aided and assisted us more effectively
by trying to drown yourself in the sea. "Very well, Mr. "
Ben judged correctly. “No, no,” she cried. In a very definite sense we are in the wrong
—hopelessly in the wrong. "
"Never!" rejoined Kneebone, with increased ardour,—"never, till I receive from
your own lips the answer which is to make me the happiest or the most
miserable of mankind. What’s the name of the happy man?”
Gwen owned to “Fortescue. I want to
be whatever I can to you. When she came in after dinner that night, Ruth was no longer an interesting
phenomenon, something figuratively to tear apart and investigate: she was
talismanic. Why may I not be your friend? Somehow or other I feel
that you have been driven into a false position.
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