“I have come for an explanation,” she said. She got home every night in time to cook supper and it was good money. ‘What did you do with the portrait then? Not that I suppose it is much use any longer. She wished she could steal his smiles and keep them in a box, they had always been so precious. Someone had thoughtfully wrapped a bit of tissue paper round the electric bulb. The service had not proceeded far, when she was greatly disturbed by the entrance of a person who placed himself opposite her, and sought to attract her attention by a number of little arts, surveying her, as he did so, with a very impudent and offensive stare. The Scot understood that, gently and indirectly, Ruth was asking her husband a question, opening a door if he cared to enter. "I love her already.
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