Section 1. ” “Coffee! Bah!” The newcomer picked her way across the floor with daintily uplifted skirts, and subsided into a deck chair of stretched canvas. To dream and to labour: to you, my labour; to Ruth, my dreams. She regarded him coldly, as though wondering whether he had anything further to say. Sadly, the Christmas break came to an end. The estates must, ere long, revert to Sir Rowland. Recovery impossible. She could run away from him, if she wished, as she had run away from her father; she could carry out the original adventure.
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