I didn’t understand. “What is a ballot-box like, exactly?” she asked, as though it was very important to her. ‘He can’t be Valade, that’s certain,’ mused Gerald, unheeding. Ruth came to him directly. Her cogitations were dissipated by a knock on the door. Capes and her father stood up, and her father made a belated movement toward the curtain. His inclinations prompted him most decidedly to take the vacant chair.
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