As a net result she had come to think of all married people much as one thinks of insects that have lost their wings, and of her sisters as new hatched creatures who had scarcely for a moment had wings. As she danced there was in her ears the faded echo of wooden tom-toms. Utter silence answered him. "Not the sort of stories young ladies should read. I can pull the strings of this stiff-necked puppet as I please. Dear me, what a nuisance it is to have a pseudo husband shot down upon one from the skies. You will find the proof in McClintock's safe. Be kind to her. But after a time I learned the ways of the parrakeets, and they would come down to me like doves in the stories. 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. "No"—as if her thoughts were elsewhere.
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