It probably still wouldn’t help. He walked through the misty September night to his rooms. It seemed to her that her father was in some inexplicable way meaner-looking than she had supposed, and yet also, as unaccountably, appealing. Chapter VIII “WHITE’S” Northwards, away from the inhospitality of West Kensington, rumbled the ancient four-wheel cab, laden with luggage and drawn by a wheezy old horse rapidly approaching its last days. One side of the face was white with foamy lather and the other ruddy-cheeked and blue-jawed. He let go of the girl’s arm. To be sure, Ruth had dimly been aware of this; but now for the first time she was made painfully conscious of it. Then they dressed her in a dirty dress of coarse serge and a cap, and took away her own clothes. Below the window he saw two coolies carrying a coffin, which presently they callously dumped into a yawning pit. Above the housetops it was different. “Did you tell him?” Capes smiled faintly. ‘Just around it, Hilary, that’s all. But I can't consent to the course you would pursue—at least, not till I've given it due consideration.
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