" "I shall go mad myself if I listen to her longer," said Jack, attempting to rise. Rollo began to cavort. ‘Cover her, men. ILLUSTRATED WITH SCENES FROM THE PHOTOPLAY PRODUCED BY DISTINCTIVE PICTURES CORPORATION NEW YORK GROSSET & DUNLAP PUBLISHERS THE RAGGED EDGE CHAPTER I The Master is inordinately fond of young fools. When the hero finally did appear, Ruth became filled with gentle self-mockery. What with these converging roofs that shut out all but a hand's breadth of the sky, sunshine was rare at this point. “She has improved her style,” someone declared. He had not proceeded far when he was alarmed by the tramp of a horse, which seemed to be rapidly approaching, and he had scarcely time to leap the hedge and conceal himself behind a tree, when a tall man, enveloped in an ample cloak, with his hat pulled over his brows, rode by at full speed. \" She looked at Mike. ’ Lucilla Froxfield laughed gaily.
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