“My dear friend,” she laughed, “not so tragic, if you please. He did not want Ruth to see his own stricken countenance; nor did he care to see hers, ravaged by tears. "I'll tote the odiousness outside. I've told you about him; and you wrote a shrewd yarn on the subject. ’ ‘Never mind the comtesse,’ adjured Prudence.
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