She could tell that he was leering at her. Widgett was a journalist and art critic, addicted to a greenish-gray tweed suit and “art” brown ties; he smoked corncob pipes in the Avenue on Sunday morning, travelled third class to London by unusual trains, and openly despised golf. All that she had ever loved were gone, except Sebastian. And then if some day Capes wanted her—saw fit to alter his views upon friendship. To buy the freedom of a poor little Chinese slave-girl! For what was the sing-song girl but a slave, the double slave of custom and of men? Ruth wanted to know keenly what had impelled the idea. He went over his interview with her again, their conversation at dinner-time. "Oh! if I had known this," he exclaimed, "what guilt, what remorse might have been spared me!" "Repentance comes too late when the deed's done," returned Wild, bitterly. The Storm VII. Holcroft, we may have been mistaken.
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