" "A jewel-case!" exclaimed Jonathan. " "Perhaps, I wasn't," returned Thames, gloomily, as the remembrance of Jonathan Wild's foul insinuation crossed him. A crumpled-up newspaper thrown from the gallery hit her upon the cheek. " So saying, he advanced towards the window, threw open the sash, and called out in the voice of Thames Darrell, "Who's there?" He was answered by a shot from a pistol. The mere fact that he was there in the train alongside her, helping her, sitting opposite to her in the dining-car, presently sleeping on a seat within a yard of her, made her heart sing until she was afraid their fellow passengers would hear it. It filled his thoughts for the rest of the day, and became an obsession. The problem had returned, made gigantic by the possibility of Ruth's love.
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