” “Not exactly,” he answered nervously. No, no! Not now!" Ruth turned abruptly and walked toward the bungalow, mounted the veranda steps, and vanished within. "I fear we're too late," he whispered to Thames. Sheppard; "and to-day is Monday. He reached a silver cigar and cigarette box from the sideboard and put it before his father-in-law, and for a time the preliminaries of smoking occupied them both. Celeste introduced him to me—oh, how Celeste hated me! She must have known. "He's a base, deceitful, tyrannical, hoary-headed libertine—that's what he is. I told you that at the outset. " "Are you man, or fiend?" exclaimed Trenchard, staring at the stranger, as he concluded his narration. " "Awake!—to be sure I am, my flash cove," replied Sheppard; "I'm down as a hammer. Cut to pieces —slashed—bloodied.
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