He turned the water off and handed her a towel. She took her hat from the peg in the corner and began to put it on. Maggot. The
boy she had loved was gone. ’
‘I’m that sorry, miss,’ Kimble said glumly. She was as pale as death, but she seemed to have
lost the power of movement. The stranger started at the
touch, and spoke. ”
“It’s dreadful for you to be here,” he said, indicating the yellow presence of
the first fog of the year without, “but your aunt told me something of what had
happened. ‘When you say it like this, certainly it appears absurd. ” It was her last
evening in that wrappered life against which she had rebelled. Probably the latter,
for the thronging ballroom was insufferably hot. "He has been indefatigable in his search," continued Winifred, "and has even
journeyed to Manchester. What marriage really meant (aside from the idea of escape), Ruth had not the
least conception, no more than a child.
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