Once she had asked him: "Are you my father?" He had answered: "I am. What is your father's business?" The question was an impertinence, but Ruth was not aware of that. He saw the expression on the girl's face and understood what it signified, that it was the reflected pattern of his own. Miss Garvice repeated again, and almost in the same words she used at every discussion, her contribution to the great question. "You won't refuse it, Mr. Annabel Pellissier was not like the others, he said. Kneebone, a woollen-draper in Wych Street, with whose pockets, it appears, Jack, when a lad, made a little too free. " "That's better. You can think all round me. T' other gen'l'man said the letter 'ud explain all. I am aware that you ran away from there, but—’ ‘Certainly I ran away,’ she said, meeting his gaze with defiance in her own.
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