“Um, I really shouldn’t tell you this, but he said. A loud buzz of curiosity circulated among the domestics; some of whom— especially the females—leaned forward to obtain a peep at the culprit. They found Ruth reading to Spurlock, whose shoulders and head were propped by pillows. But was that enough? Dim, formless suspicions of something more vital wandered about his mind. "Come here," said the petticoated tyrant. It will do its best to overlook things—” “If we let it, poor dear. Perhaps in two or three weeks. The wind blew in fitful gusts, and scattered the yellow leaves from the elms and horse-chestnuts. A black-garbed figure crept forward, noiselessly, towards Gosse’s back.
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