“Odd!” he remarked, rather surprisingly, after a little interval. CHAPTER VI Sidney Carton, thought Ruth, in pursuit of a sing-song girl! The idea was so incongruous that a cold little smile parted her lips. “Your sex is a terrible fraud. First-off, he had decided not to tell her what he had found at the bottom of that manila envelope. There were neither texts nor rubbish on the walls, but only a stirring version of Belshazzar’s feast, a steel engraving in the early Victorian manner that had some satisfactory blacks. "Poor fellow! I'm glad he has escaped. The same look she had often seen in the eyes of the drunken beachcombers her father had brought home, and it had not filled her with horror.
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