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Fortescue rambled round the garden with soft, propitiatory steps, the Corinthian nose upraised and his hands behind his back, pausing to look long and hard at the fruit-trees against the wall. 3. "Hoddy, Hoddy!… No, no! This is my father!" warned Ruth. In one of the cabins a man sat on the edge of his narrow bunk. He roused curiosities. Marriage was a taboo subject between them. She was to see Capes to-morrow, but now, in this state of misery she had achieved, she felt assured he would turn his back upon her, take no notice of her at all. “I mean to,” she replied. "What motive have you for concealment?" he demanded. I see now that you make a game with me indeed.
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