![]() ![]() She was worn out with watching, and exhausted by passionate crying, and she lay down on the bed and fell asleep. ![]() Bellingham swept into her son's room as if she were unconscious what poor young creature had lately haunted it while Ruth hurried into some unoccupied bedroom, and, alone there, she felt her selfrestraint suddenly give way, and burst into the saddest, most utterly wretched weeping she had ever known. Bellingham's observation, an inclination which arose from no definite consciousness of having done wrong, but principally from the representations she had always heard of the lady's awfulness. She was quite inclined to encourage Ruth in her inclination to shrink out of Mrs. Bellingham discovering that she had winked at the connection between her son and Ruth. Her morality was rather shocked at the idea of a proper real lady like Mrs. If you please, may I come in?" asked she. She always expected to find them all in the house when she came home, but asked no questions as to their proceedings through the day perhaps because she dreaded to hear that one or two had occasionally nowhere to go to, and that it would be sometimes necessary to order a Sunday's dinner, and leave a lighted fire on that day. ![]() Mason returned and, summoning her "young people" once more into the parlour, she read a prayer before dismissing them to bed. But Ruth's loving disposition, continually sending forth fibres in search of nutriment, found no other object for regard among those of her daily life to compensate for the want of natural ties.Īnd, last of all, Mrs. It was Jenny's sympathy on this first night, when awakened by Ruth's irrepressible agony, that had made the bond between them. She watched and waited till, one by one, they dropped off to sleep, and then she buried her face in the pillow, and shook with sobbing grief and then she paused to conjure up, with fond luxuriance, every recollection of the happy days, so little valued in their uneventful peace while they lasted, so passionately regretted when once gone for ever to remember every look and word of the dear mother, and to moan afresh over the change caused by her deaththe first clouding in of Ruth's day of life. But at night there were four other girls in her room, and she could not cry before them. When she took her seat in the gig, she was little able, even if she had been inclined, to profit by her guardian's lectures on economy and selfreliance but she was quiet and silent, looking forward with longing to the nighttime, when, in her bedroom, she might give way to all her passionate sorrow at being wrenched from the home where she had lived with her parents, in that utter absence of any anticipation of change, which is either the blessing or the curse of childhood. Mason's arranged all with her in two short conversations drove over for Ruth in his gig waited while she and the old servant packed up her clothes and grew very impatient while she ran, with her eyes streaming with tears, round the garden, tearing off in a passion of love whole boughs of favourite China and damask roses, late flowering against the casementwindow of what had been her mother's room. ![]() He was a sensible, hardheaded man of the world having a very fair proportion of conscience as consciences go indeed, perhaps more than many people for he had some ideas of duty extending to the circle beyond his own family, and did not, as some would have done, decline acting altogether, but speedily summoned the creditors, examined into the accounts, sold up the farmingstock, and discharged all the debts paid about ��80 into the Skelton bank for a week, while he inquired for a situation or apprenticeship of some kind for poor heartbroken Ruth heard of Mrs. ![]()
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