Hilary started after her, but Gerald stopped him. Ruth loved him. Balanced on his nose were enormous tortoise-shell spectacles. "Who knows but this key may open a golden lock one of these days?" And, picking it up, he thrust it into his pocket. ’ ‘I beg your pardon?’ said Miss Froxfield frostily. Perhaps the old fool was not as fanciful as they had thought.
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