The small grey feathers of her exquisitely shaped fan waved gently backwards and forwards. Nothing shall induce me to act contrary to the dictates of my conscience. " "No; it is only—what shall I say?—troubled. " "But why didn't you oppose him?" "I had to let him have his way, else he might not have returned safely. "I must have dropped it when I took out my note-book. That was the true marvel of it. No, no! Not now!" Ruth turned abruptly and walked toward the bungalow, mounted the veranda steps, and vanished within. The lips were straight and pale, the chin aggressive, the nose indomitable. “Was it terrible for you after he died?” “Don’t worry yourself about it John.
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