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" "A novelist?" cried Ruth, thrilling. ” “He was probably right,” she declared. " And he struck up the following ballad:— SAINT GILES'S BOWL. She looked about, watching a massive green storm cloud building in the west. Well, if she survives the accident—as the blood, who styles himself Sir Cecil, fancies she may do—this ring will make my fortune by leading to the discovery of the chief parties concerned in this strange affair. He had not taken many steps when he perceived Quilt Arnold in the upper gallery, with a lamp in his hand.
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