“Was he really?” She asked, waiting on baited breath. He would know her address to-morrow. Ruth's arm trembled and her step faltered, but he was too far away in thought to be observant. She should leave sooner, but she just could not bear missing the event. “But I am judge of that,” said Manning. " "My turn comes before yours, Sir," interposed his better half. One of the coolies held the paper lantern.
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