For Ruth grew lovelier as the days went on. Intelligence was the currency in Athens, and anyone who displayed great knowledge ascended to the top, no matter what his former circumstances. We stepped from the Embassy into the motor—and oh! I thought that he was dead. There was a round table covered, not with the usual “tapestry” cover, but with a plain green cloth that went passably with the wall-paper. ‘Parbleu, do you think he will run away? He has a bullet inside him, and it must be taken out.
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