"Me?
Oh, Ruth, you don't mean that." "It's true," said Ruth, calmly.

"And the sooner you realize it the less likely you are to go the way your mother did." Susan stood as if petrified.
"If Sam Wright comes hanging round you any more, you'll know how to treat him," Ruth went on.

"You'll appreciate that he hasn't any respect for you--that he thinks you're someone to be trifled with.

And if he talked engagement, it was only a pretense.

Do you understand ?" The girl leaning in the doorway gazed into vacancy.