There was still the pity of understanding in Ruth's eyes. We're to be given a treat to-night. “Don’t you understand? It is I whom you cared for in Paris, not Anna. ‘You see,’ he pursued blandly, ‘I lead a life of the most intolerable boredom. ” Courtlaw laughed hardly. “It is very, very difficult,” she continued, looking steadfastly at the ground. "I don't understand you, gentlemen," stammered he, at length. ‘Your mystery lady, I mean. She dreaded leaving him for the night, but separated herself finally. Then he would turn his face to her, and she would have to think of herself in his eyes. He came into the club next day, and of course we went for him thick.
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