You told me just now that you wished to speak a few words to me in private, concerning Thames Darrell, and for that purpose I have left my father below with Mr. Still it was possible, and the difficulty was only a fresh incitement. “I saw him stagger and sink down, and the pistol was smoking still in my hand. There was still the pity of understanding in Ruth's eyes. ‘You were right, miss. No sooner had they entered the room than Sharples, who waited to usher them in, hastily retreated, closed the door, and turning the key, laughed loudly at the success of his stratagem. He was the beachcomber, or the old sailor with the black pearl (Ruth's tales), or the wastrel musician McClintock had described to him. ‘Jacques, you have been very much my friend. He did not know—and probably never would unless she told him—that it was very easy (and comfortable for a woman) to fall into slatternly ways in this latitude.
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