They were on their way back home, or so she had thought. Ruth stared into the painted face, now sundrily cracked by the coursing tears. ” They passed out on to the pavement, and the commissionaire called a hansom. Holcroft, we may have been mistaken. She leaned back in the cab with half-closed eyes. I can’t. My last foster father in Alabama before the Becks was a heavy drug abuser. From this night I shall pursue a different course; from this night his ruin may be dated. She went to her bedroom, but she did not go to bed. Chapter VI A QUESTION OF IDENTIFICATION The little man with the closely-cropped beard and hair looked at her keenly through his gold eye-glasses. ” Anna was thoughtful. She had just passed into a little antechamber beyond when she suddenly heard a faint knocking. Her heart in her mouth, she heard his foot scrape on the floorboard and knew from his expression that Gosse had heard it too. He kissed her fingers and grinned. “You haven’t come here to make a lot of difficulties?” she asked.
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