Having watched the funeral at some distance, Jonathan
fancied he could discern the figure of Jack; but not being quite sure, he entered
the church. That is the dreadful truth. ’
“Crude, I admit. I am aware that you ran away from
there, but—’
‘Certainly I ran away,’ she said, meeting his gaze with defiance in her own. But never
would any so dishonour himself as to hand a fellow rogue over to the authorities. There was a very white-faced
youngster of eighteen who brushed back his hair exactly in Russell’s manner,
and was disposed to be uncomfortably silent when he was near her, and to whom
she felt it was only Christian kindness to be consistently pleasant; and a lax
young man of five-and-twenty in navy blue, who mingled Marx and Bebel with
the more orthodox gods of the biological pantheon. Horrible memories of things
seen beneath the microscope of the baser forms of life crawled across her mind
and set her shuddering with imagined irritations.
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