Moving swiftly to the end of the corridor, he pushed open a door at random and entered a large room, which looked to have been a saloon, judging from the faded gilt and crimson wall-paper, a mirror above the fireplace which was surrounded by an ornate gilded frame, now sadly tarnished, and a worn Chippendale sofa with striped upholstery and tasselled cushions. He put his arms around her in a circular embrace. Ruth's arm trembled and her step faltered, but he was too far away in thought to be observant. She answered weakly, “I’m fine, John. ” Lucy commented, dismayed. “You must tell me the truth, and I will see that no harm comes to you. ‘That is why I have come to England, you understand. We'll turn the tables upon 'em yet.
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