Never had
he corrected her with hand or whip, the ring in his voice had always been
sufficient to cower her. CHAPTER XXIII
Next morning Ruth did not refer to the episode on the sands of the lagoon. In the heart of the jungle the
dog had his private muck baths. Why? While the
front of his mind was busy warning her not to fall into the hopeless miseries of
underpaid teaching, and explaining his idea that for women of initiative, quite as
much as for men, the world of business had by far the best chances, the back
chambers of his brain were busy with the problem of that “Why?”
His first idea as a man of the world was to explain her unrest by a lover, some
secret or forbidden or impossible lover. “Remember,” he said, “you are not by any means a dying man now, but you’ll
never pull through if you don’t husband your strength.
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