At length the manager arrived; and together he and Ruth succeeded in getting some of the aromatic spirits of ammonia down the patient's throat. "Your servant, Sir Rowland," said the stranger, ducking his head, as he advanced. “If I sit here,” he said, standing up before her abruptly, “I shall have to shout. I don’t want to stop your singing. 82 She was putting a manuscript away, gingerly locking its heavy tooled cover, but it was a huge, awkward tome. Her eyes were perhaps a little brighter than usual, the firelight played about her hair, there seemed to him to be a sudden softening of the straight firm mouth.
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