" The doctor had entered the room fully determined to tell the patient the major part of Ruth's story, to inspire him with proper respect and gratitude. But I shan’t try to stop you. A snarl contorted his features, and he marched up to it, laying his pistol down on the marquetry table so that his hands were free to grab the picture off the wall. It was you who were so much amazed that I did not try—the music hall stage here. Spurlock lay with his head on his arms, asleep. 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. Gossip was the driving force in Sheila’s existence. Why? Here was a curtain indeed. " And he proceeded to handcuff his captive. From first to last, on this occasion, her aunt expostulated for about two hours.
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