This was a much more serious task than he anticipated. Ramage came for her at her lodgings, and she met him graciously and kindly as a queen who knows she must needs give sorrow to a faithful liege. The wounded man had descended the bridge, and dashed himself against the door beyond it; but, finding it impossible to force his way further, he turned to confront his assailants. Would she ever find it? Sighing, she opened the door to the next room, and drew back the drapes. Which are you—Valade or Charvill? Or, no, let me guess. Usually his charges bored him with their interrogative chatter, for he knew that his information more often than not went into one ear and out of the other. His manner was deferential, even eager. How plainly he could see the patch of garden in the summer sunshine and the white hollyhocks nodding above the picket fence! ***** Ruth sat waiting for the half hour, subconsciously.
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