“Julian, I don’t know how to put this. " "Don't stir, or they'll chain you to the wall," said his mother detaining him. “What a hideous repertoire! If you are in earnest about wanting to earn money, why on earth don’t you accept an engagement here?” “An engagement?” she queried. Niece and aunt regarded each other for a moment over their pockethandkerchiefs with watery but antagonistic eyes, each far too profoundly moved to see the absurdity of the position. The other was to go into business—into a photographer’s reception-room, for example, or a costumer’s or hat-shop. Everyone has gone away again, so that I can do so all alone. A little within stood a second door, or rather wicket, lower than the first, but of equal strength, and surmounted by a row of sharp spikes. "Good-bye!" For a moment Ruth was tempted to fling herself against the withered bosom; but long since she had learned repression. She approached a soft-looking bespectacled girl she had seen once in the halls and noticed for her haunted look. She wanted to be on with the show. After all, why should I care what strangers think?" Ruth asked with sudden heat. An audible crack sounded in the kitchen and Mark slumped backwards, unconscious.
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