" "I'm no reader of riddles," said Jonathan. " "Have I ever broken my word in such matters, that he dares put the question?" rejoined Jonathan sternly. "The rebuke is just," said the carpenter; "at the same time, I'm not sorry to find you're a friend to fair play, which, as you seem to know, is a jewel. But in the train going home her aunt reasoned it out. The Scot understood that, gently and indirectly, Ruth was asking her husband a question, opening a door if he cared to enter. Her heart was beating with quite unaccustomed vigour, her hands were hot, she was conscious of a warmth in her blood which the summer sunshine was scarcely responsible for. ” She marked an hotel that seemed neither opulent nor odd in a little side street opening on the Embankment, made up her mind with an effort, and, returning by Hungerford Bridge to Waterloo, took a cab to this chosen refuge with her two pieces of luggage.
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