" "Come along, master," said the waterman. He was a London man of business, spending a small legacy in Paris. As the novel grew Ruth was astonished to see herself enter and dominate it: sometimes as she actually was, with all her dreams reviewed—as if he had caught her talking in her sleep. Wood, whose admiration for masculine beauty was by no means abated, glanced at the well-proportioned figure of the young man, and made him a very civil salutation. Sheppard. She could not analyse what was stirring in her: the thought of losing the doll, the dog, and the cat. Drummond took up a cigarette and lit it.
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