While he was straining every sinew, his foot slipped, and he fell, head foremost, into a deep trench, which he had not observed in the dark. Thames," she urged, "the errand, on which you're going, can't be for any good, or you wouldn't be afraid of mentioning it to my father. Wood; "I'll not bear it. The next morning came a compact letter from her father. “I wonder!” said Miss Stanley. “TROUSERS!” she whispered. Get nothing out of me. ‘We?’ Gerald smiled. No, no! Not now!" Ruth turned abruptly and walked toward the bungalow, mounted the veranda steps, and vanished within.
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