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“Why?” He inquired. He's a hundred miles sou'-east of me. Why ever did you let me get into that wagonette?” “I thought we had to,” said Ann Veronica, who had also been a little under the compulsion of the marshals of the occasion. ToC As Jack opened the gate, and crossed the little garden, which exhibited in every part the neatness and attention of its owner, he almost trembled at the idea of further disturbing her peace of mind. They did not speak until he had driven past town limits and were on the highway. "Where can I hide myself?" he added, glancing round the room in search of a closet. He had barely said, \"Anytime,\" before she shut the door rather rudely in his face. He was not due from the City until about six, and so she went and played Badminton with the Widgett girls until dinner-time. “You are very kind,” she said hesitatingly, “but I don’t remember—I don’t think that I know you, do I?” “I am afraid that you do not,” he admitted, with a smile which he meant to be encouraging. You're always complaining that you can't keep anybody more than three months. No, no! Not now!" Ruth turned abruptly and walked toward the bungalow, mounted the veranda steps, and vanished within. As the secret door opened, the sounds within the house came at once to her ears: the tramping of feet above, and the hoarse voices echoing through the mansion.
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