Ruth took hers in the sea, but was careful never to go beyond her depth because of the sharks. She should have slapped him but she was in shock at her own thoughts of lust that arose. ‘Go and fetch her home,’ he said; ‘it isn’t what we thought! It’s just a practical joke of hers. From then on he was Ruth's dog. So presently they got into a hansom together, and Ann Veronica sat back feeling very luxurious and pleasant, and looked at the light and stir and misty glitter of the street traffic from under slightly drooping eyelids, while Ramage sat closer to her than he need have done, and glanced ever and again at her face, and made to speak and said nothing. I might have told you the truth. I will go to-night.
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