‘Odd sort of a nun. . She had fled back to Florence quite intent on slitting the new bride’s throat. The idea of Ruth as a talisman against misfortune—which he now recognized as a sick man's idea— faded as his appreciation of the absurd reasserted itself. "He has robbed him. " By Wild's advice, the usual constabulary force was greatly augmented. She would always be going to and fro up the Avenue, getting glimpses of Ramage, seeing him in trains. Arrived at Westbourne-Green—then nothing more than a common covered with gorse and furzebushes, and boasting only a couple of cottages and an alehouse—he perceived through the hedges the objects of his search slowly ascending the gentle hill that rises from KensallGreen. "That's it!" cried Wild when Trenchard concluded.
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