"I wouldn't give a betel-nut for a man who wouldn't stick to his guns, if he believed himself in the right. ’ She drew a heavy breath. . “Tiffany’s?” He looked at her comically. “This place is very beautiful. He was smiling under his heavy mustache, and his head was a little on one side as he looked at her. Then you will begin to see. She thought of all sorts of odd and desperate expedients, and with passionate petulance rejected them all. You will make him get his daughter, if you please. On this side was a razor with which a son had murdered his father; the blade notched, the haft crusted with blood: on that, a bar of iron, bent, and partly broken, with which a husband had beaten out his wife's brains. Already he was dramatizing Ruth, involving her, now in some pearl thieving adventure, now in some impossible tale of a white goddess. I've seen him often do it. I asked him to take me away, and hide me. Won’t you let me—can’t I be of any assistance?” He was obviously in earnest. ’ Madame gave one of those breathy laughs.
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