” For a time she sat on a rail before leaving the road for the downland turf. And next morning she attired herself with especial care and neatness, found his address in the Directory at a post-office, and went to him. Then I tucked it nice and snug under the saddle-bag. My janizaries are without. ” “And no one else—has a key?” “I believe,” she said, “that that man must have one. “Damned Rascal!” he said. ' Why," said Ruth, "you did not read that to us. She paced restlessly to the door and back again, biting her tongue on the hot words begging to be uttered. . But in this posture he fared worse than ever.
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