Just as he had told Gerald would be the case, there was nothing of interest to hear, especially as he had met the girl in London only last night. “Shot through the lungs,” he remarked. But Ruth was his woman, and he had sworn to God to defend her. “When did you start?” She said between puffs. Her whole conduct and tone had been modest and ladylike. "Has any one been here?" he asked. ’ He sighed. CHAPTER V At dinner the spinsters invited Ruth to sit at their table, an invitation she accepted gratefully. He said the place had gone to wrack.
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