“YOU had to come in. “You are Sir John Ferringhall,” she repeated. ‘Do you think I could endure to hear you prattling your abominable French in my ear day by day? Enough to drive me straight into my grave. Who was he to tread on her dreams? She had heroworshipped an unscrupulous adventurer, who had not hesitated to impose on her youth and her ignorance. He unlocked himself from her embrace. So I packed up and came to London next day. " "Thank God for that!" cried Wood, heartily. On the second day out he was helped to a steamer-chair on deck; on the third day, his arm across Ruth's shoulder, he walked from his chair to the foremast and back.
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