What better way to be rid of him? ‘Jacques,’ she uttered urgently. Ha!" exclaimed the stranger, as shouts and other vociferations resounded at no great distance along the thoroughfare, "not a moment is to be lost. He tired of his popcorn and placed it under his seat. He bore it as long as he could, watching all the time with fascinated eyes Annabel moving gracefully about amongst her guests, always gay, with a smile and a whisper for nearly everybody. For the face under her gaze she could find but one expression—fine. She controlled herself, and answered meekly, “No. I don’t care what else there is in the world. "Ruth!" She had gone to the door, aimlessly, without purpose. He reappeared in street clothes, his cropped hair not even damp from the shower, fresh-faced and sweetsmelling. CHAPTER XIX.
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