He dropped the key on the counterpane. Then she glanced at the cards again, over which her aunt’s many-ringed hand played, and then at the rather weak, rather plump face that surveyed its operations. He delayed the blow till the fortunate conjuncture was past. Far away there was the one woman for this boy of mine—some human being who would understand the dear fool better than all the rest of the world. I freely forgive you. ’ ‘Even that he is, one must be practical. Once over the iron spikes, Bess exhibited no reluctance to be let down on the other side of the wall. It would have been the right idea, had Ruth been other than what she was. Some one was standing beside him. Again silence.
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