He looked at his port wine as though that tawny ruby contained the solution of the matter. “Do you know,” she confessed, “I never thought of that?” He looked at her as though doubting even now whether she could possibly be in earnest. ” “Your husband,” he answered bluntly. " "Piano-player? Do you mean someone who plays for you?" "No, no; one of those mechanical things you play with your feet. At last—I told a story. All four people moved a little nervously into the drawing-room, maintaining a sort of fluttered amiability of sound and movement. They fight over money all of the time. Her back stiffened. "And I want to thank you, too," supplemented Ruth.
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