The gate was opened; the coffin brought into the churchyard; and Jack, whose eyes were filled with tears, saw Mr. Every now and then something familiar in her tone, the poise of her head, the play of her eyes startled him. After a little further discourse the old man took his departure. But he seized the chance to entrap her fingers, fan and all, and look deeply into her eyes. “I may go to Hatton House later, but you needn’t wait. These passers-by who touch us but lightly and are gone, leaving the eternal imprint! So long as she lived, Ruth would always remember that embrace. He seemed to possess infinite reserves of patience when she refused him or purposely tried to bait and anger him, but his patience only made him seem more sinister. ‘Up, Jacques, up,’ she ordered.
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