He had been dreaming of Ruth—an old recurrency of that dream he had had in Canton, of Ruth leading him to the top of the mountain. ” Michelle mulled over Lucy’s words thoughtfully. He was angry. For fifteen years!—so long as I can remember! All I wanted was a little love, a caress now and then. There is Lady Arlingford’s reception to-night, ten till twelve, and the Hatton House ball, marked with a cross, sir, important.
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