Why would your mother be so impatient?” Lucy speculated. “I mean to go to that dance! I meant to reason with you, but you won’t reason. Unless there was some real metal in the young fool, some hidden strength with which to breast the current, Ruth would become a millstone around his neck and soon he would become to her an object of pity and contempt. This was to pass under the arch, along the narrow ledge of the starling, and, if possible, attain the eastern platform, where, protected by the bridge, he would suffer less from the excessive violence of the gale. I got to have you under guard in the gatehouse, I can see that. I might have told you the truth.
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