" At this moment Charcam entered the room. . She heard her husband’s heavy tread descending the stairs, and the wheels of his carriage as he drove off. “You silly wimmin,” he said over and over again throughout the hearing, plucking at his blotting-pad with busy hands. " Again Ruth nodded. I’ve made up my mind. “I wonder if they will seem altered,” she remarked for the third time. Hanging on the wall was a temple censer, bronze, moulded in the shape of a lotus blossom with stem and leaves—deadly as a club.
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