"Too late!" shrieked the lady, falling heavily backwards,—"too late!—oh!" Heedless of her cries, Jonathan passed a handkerchief tightly over her son's mouth, and forced him out of the room. She became more and more alive, not so much to a system of ideas as to a big diffused impulse toward change, to a great discontent with and criticism of life as it is lived, to a clamorous confusion of ideas for reconstruction—reconstruction of the methods of business, of economic development, of the rules of property, of the status of children, of the clothing and feeding and teaching of every one; she developed a quite exaggerated consciousness of a multitude of people going about the swarming spaces of London with their minds full, their talk and gestures full, their very clothing charged with the suggestion of the urgency of this pervasive project of alteration. It had certainly caused some havoc in the uninhabited mansion, chewing through Holland covers to get at the furniture beneath, and knocking down a fire guard and a couple of wooden stands. "I leave this bowl for you," he cried, returning it to the landlord untasted. In a moment the brisk evening breeze caught the lank canvas and bellied it taut. Gray and tranquil world! Amazing, passionless world! A world in which days without meaning, days in which “we don’t want things to happen” followed days without meaning—until the last thing happened, the ultimate, unavoidable, coarse, “disagreeable. His brain reeled. “So, just how many foster homes were you in before the coming to live here?” “You don’t want to hear about all of that, Michelle. ‘I feared as much. Home!— which I never hoped to see again. "Is it by lettin' you go, my darlin', that I'm to airn it?" inquired Terence. "Hold!" cried Kneebone, flinging down the packets; "they are nothing to me. " The shock of hearing this title pronounced was equally distributed between Ruth and her husband; but it aroused two absolutely different emotions. He seemed to possess a penetration and cunning beyond his years—to hide a man's judgment under a boy's mask. Then he released her hand, and sat back a little, appearing to concentrate his thoughts on her face.
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