So he made merry at the dinner table, told comic stories, and was astonished at the readiness with which she grasped the comic side of life. Dim souls flitted about her, not only speaking but it would seem even thinking in undertones. Her hair was washed for her also. Under the circumstances you must permit me to be the best judge of the identity of the young lady who did me the honour, as an old family friend, of dining with me. ’ All at once Mrs Sindlesham looked across at him, a sharp question in her eyes. You seem to want this chap out of Canton. Here was Ruth Enschede—sick of love! Love—something the world would always keep hidden from her, at least human love. “I can’t see what possible benefit can come of discussing things that are settled. “Is your husband here to-night?” he asked. She threw out a hand to stop herself from cannoning into them and, losing balance, tripped over her own petticoats and fell to the carpeted floor, her hat falling off as she did so. ’ He held his hands out of the way, surrendering his chest for her assault.
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