" "Yes. “You needn’t be anxious about that! I shall contrive to live. The real Ruth was as completely hidden as though she stood behind the walls of Agra Fort. " "Jack!" cried Thames, in indignant surprise. There is a button loose on that coat under your pillow. “I don’t see that his being a good sort matters. “Get me someone, Oracle. It ought never to have begun. A few minutes later she left the house on foot, and taking a hansom at the corner of the Square, drove to Anna’s flat. Grace-church Street was entirely deserted, except by a few stragglers, whose curiosity got the better of their fears; or who, like the carpenter, were compelled to proceed along it. Goopes disconcerted the Alderman a little by abruptly challenging the roguish-looking young man in the orange tie (who, it seemed, was the assistant editor of New Ideas) upon a critique of Nietzsche and Tolstoy that had appeared in his paper, in which doubts had been cast upon the perfect sincerity of the latter. That boy—blind as a bat! Why, he hadn't seen the Woman until to-night! From the first chord of the Grieg concerto to the finale of the Chopin ballade, Ruth had sat tensely on the edge of her chair.
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