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She is no more English than that set of beggars over there. There was still in his heart that fierce anger which demands physical expression; but he had to consider Ruth in all phases. It was at breakfast on this day that he told Ruth he had sent to Batavia for some dresses. He growled in his throat and, thrusting his coat open, revealed his own buckled sword-belt. At this moment, a door was opened below; lights gleamed on the walls; and the figures of Rowland and Sir Cecil were distinguished at the foot of the stairs. How would he act when he learned that it had vanished? She gathered up the manuscripts and restored them to the envelope. I could not dream of loving you. By a tacit agreement they ignored the significant thing between them, ignored the slipping away of the ground on which they had stood together hitherto. Monsieur Charvill, he is also my cousin. You are not playing to-night, are you?” “Not to-night,” she answered. "Good-bye!" For a moment Ruth was tempted to fling herself against the withered bosom; but long since she had learned repression.
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