‘Desist, you little devil,’ he growled in her ear. After he was gone in the morning, Ruth would steal into the study and hurriedly read what he had written the previous night. “Agreed,” he said, “certainly,” and drew a checkbook toward him. \" he replied, though it was obvious that he was lying. The houses were older, the shops gloomier, and the thoroughfare narrower, it is true; but the bustle, the crowd, the street-like air was the same. On regaining his breath, he began to consider whither chance had led him; and, rubbing his eyes to clear his sight, he perceived a sombre pile, with a lofty tower and broad roof, immediately in front of him. According to what I’ve heard, you oughtn’t to be here.
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