CHAPTER II. For the face under her gaze she could find but one expression—fine. Glancing idly up at her own window as they had swung round the corner she had seen a strange thing. Go to her and tell her. He proceeded to the deck, where Ruth and McClintock were waiting for him by the ladder. O'Higgins was all that the doctor had imagined a detective to be: a bulky policeman in civilian clothes. That day Gerald had brought her to this excessively careful house, where she had felt very much alone and very unlike herself.
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