CHAPTER XXIII Next morning Ruth did not refer to the episode on the sands of the lagoon. Wish SHE”—he indicated Miss Klegg’s back with a nod—“was at the bottom of the sea. Charcoal, you may bring in the boy. Kneebone," she added, drawing up her magnificent figure to its full height, and making the heavy cudgel whistle through the air, "look to yourself. What can a girl do? Somewhere at this point Ann Veronica’s speculations were interrupted and turned aside by the approach of a horse and rider. A single false step might have precipitated him into the street; or, if he had trodden upon an unsound part of the roof, he must have fallen through it. At last he could bear it no longer. Three cars were lined up in the driveway.
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