He feared to antagonize that distinguished person. He had put himself before the threshold of damnation; for Ruth was now a vestal in the temple. The others hurried to the window. The little girl uttered no remonstrance; but, replacing the flowers in the basket, burst into tears, and withdrew. On the stranger's appearance, she was seated near the window busily occupied with her needle. “Girl friends. I can get that at the bar," the manager said, curtly.
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