” She looked at him quizzically. What a mercy that the blow aimed at her by the ruffian, Wild, though it brought her to the brink of the grave, should have restored her to reason! Ah! she stirs. ’ A strangled sob escaped her as his thumb dug cruelly into the soft flesh of her wrist. “I don’t see what he has to do with my coming to London?” “He—he worships the ground you tread on. “Well?” she said. She felt her heartbeat accelerate until it was pounding her chest. "How, Sir?" "Except by adoption. ” She stopped abruptly, afraid that Ramage might be able to infer Capes from the things she had said, and indeed his face was very eager. Her father was right: Ruth must never know. In a little while—to-morrow—all these tender, beautiful emotions will pass away, and I'll become what I was yesterday, a cynical, miserly old spinster.
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