“Accident! She shot me,” he muttered. The doctor turned quickly and made for the door, which he opened and shut gently because he was assured that Ruth was listening across the hall for any sign of violence. “An uncle in New York is dead, and has left him loads of money. And what was singular she did not recount to the doctor that morning's adventure. Gag him," he added, pushing Thames rudely toward Quilt Arnold, "and convey him to the boat. I’ll feel fine as soon as I get out of my wet clothes. Sheppard found it; and, as no one opposed her, she at once took up her abode there; nor was she long in discovering that the dreaded sounds proceeded from the nocturnal gambols of a legion of rats. I don’t want to bother you, of course. For such of us as pretend to be wise—and we are but fools in a lesser degree—we know that humanity moves onward only by the impellant of fine dreams.
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