It was Sunday evening—a soft delicious evening, and, from the happy, cheerful look of the house, none would have dreamed of the dismal tragedy so lately acted within its walls. To many in that crowded solitude it came as an extraordinary relief. She liked his face; it had on it the suggestion of gentleness, of fineness. The silence of Canton at night was sinister, for none could prophesy what form of mob might suddenly boil out. “What ought you to do?” “I’ve hunted up all sorts of things. ” Her father declared there had been no difficulty. ‘My papa he does not wish me to marry the man I choose, and thus he places me in the convent that the nuns may lock me up and I cannot escape. Earles said persuasively. He too was flushed and ruffled; one side of his collar had slipped from its stud and he held a hand to the corner of his jaw. A home MAY be a sort of cage, but still—it’s a home. Ramage, regarding it and putting a well-booted foot up on the bottom rail. Her eyes were lit with mirth, the corners of her mouth quivered. His voice when he spoke was almost fiercely assertive, but there was an undernote of nervousness.
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