The odour of kerosene permeated the bungalow; but Ruth mitigated the nuisance to some extent by burning native punk in brass jars. But, if I were in your place, I know what I'd do—" "What—what would you do?" asked Hogarth, eagerly. But he did not follow on with the thought. Ruth flashed in and out of the sunshine; and he took note of the radiant nimbus above her head each time the sunshine touched her hair.
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