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"
She
will
not
object
,
I
know
that
much
,
"
Ruth
said
.
"
She
considers
me
quite
eligible
?
"
Ruth
nodded
.
"
And
yet
I
am
not
a
bit
more
eligible
now
than
I
was
when
she
broke
our
engagement
,
"
he
meditated
.
"
I
haven
’
t
changed
any
.
I
’
m
the
same
Martin
Eden
,
though
for
that
matter
I
’
m
a
bit
worse
—
I
smoke
now
.
Don
’
t
you
smell
my
breath
?
"
In
reply
she
pressed
her
open
fingers
against
his
lips
,
placed
them
graciously
and
playfully
,
and
in
expectancy
of
the
kiss
that
of
old
had
always
been
a
consequence
.
But
there
was
no
caressing
answer
of
Martin
’
s
lips
.
He
waited
until
the
fingers
were
removed
and
then
went
on
.
"
I
am
not
changed
.
I
haven
’
t
got
a
job
.
I
’
m
not
looking
for
a
job
.
Furthermore
,
I
am
not
going
to
look
for
a
job
.
And
I
still
believe
that
Herbert
Spencer
is
a
great
and
noble
man
and
that
Judge
Blount
is
an
unmitigated
ass
.
I
had
dinner
with
him
the
other
night
,
so
I
ought
to
know
.
"
"
But
you
didn
’
t
accept
father
’
s
invitation
,
"
she
chided
.
"
So
you
know
about
that
?
Who
sent
him
?
Your
mother
?
"
She
remained
silent
.
"
Then
she
did
send
him
.
I
thought
so
.
And
now
I
suppose
she
has
sent
you
.
"
