" "What right have you to suppose this, Sir?" demanded Trenchard, sternly. Work becomes distasteful; one thinks of holidays. His eyes were set too close together. Also Lucy, who had been so much her friend. Father had traveled to Florence to the Mercato Nuovo, staying away for a half year at a time paying court to the house of the silk merchant Iovelli, which was patronized by none other than the Medicis. The customary gold band was missing; but a soft gold Chinese ring Spurlock had picked up in Singapore—the characters representing good luck and prosperity—was slipped over Ruth's third finger. Melusine jumped up, turning swiftly. Both husband and wife affected an unnatural ease of manner for the benefit of the efficient parlor-maid, who was putting the finishing touches to the sideboard arrangements. ‘One would take it that the house had been ransacked. Don’t, don’t say anything now, not anything. There is something in prayer; not that there may be any noticeable result, any definite answer; but no human being can offer an honest prayer to God without gaining immeasurably in courage, in fortitude, in resignation, and that alone is worth the effort. ‘What is it?’ ‘Er—shouldn’t I tell—I mean, the young lady, sir—’ ‘You can leave the young lady to me. ‘I am far from imagining anything of the kind.
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