That register would be easy to get at; comforting thought. Wood brought up. This was no night for the indulgence of dreamy musing. It was a queer little bed-sitting-room almost in the roof, with a partition right across it. Which were perfectly true, as Gerald was aware. How plainly he could see the patch of garden in the summer sunshine and the white hollyhocks nodding above the picket fence! ***** Ruth sat waiting for the half hour, subconsciously.
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