“Fred,” he said, “do you remember taking me to dinner at the ‘Ambassador’s,’ one evening last September, to meet a girl who was singing there? Hamilton and Drummond and his lot were with us. For a time she could scarcely believe he was gone. "I wonder," said Ruth. It was not the type of household where one could come and go at all hours, for this she was glad. Now you haven’t the ghost of one—not if you play the game fair. ” The note of his own voice exasperated him. ’ Melusine might have responded that she had not asked him, but she was too intent on her mission.
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