To find the true father at the expense of the beautiful fairy tale Ruth had woven around the woman in the locket was an intolerable thought. The air became hot and swollen with June humidity. “I’ll be here at one in the morning. ‘Let’s check the rest of it and then I suppose we will have to break in. Annabel had taken her life into her hands with gay insouciance, had made her own friends, gone her own way. " Ruth spread out the ruffled skirt, sundrily torn and soiled. ‘That—that—why do you speak of him?’ ‘Because I feel you ought to know,’ Gerald said calmly, but rising and watching her closely, ‘that all your trouble may be in vain.
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