” She glanced into his blue eyes wearily. Have you anything to tell me before you go?” Annabel laughed lightly. I should as soon think of trusting a woman. A chill rain thrummed against the sides of John’s car, having slowed from deluge to steady patter, the snow was 158 dissolved where it lay. “I wonder,” she began, presently, “why I love you—and love you so much?. Who says that I am not Meysey Hill? I was trying to scare you. " "I can," rejoined Jack; "and you, too, old Aaron, if I'd a razor. The delight of the turnkeys was beyond all bounds; but poor Mrs. ’ ‘No. ‘I ain’t done nothing wrong, I swear it. ] CHAPTER VIII Slowly Ruth entered her own room.
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