If only there had not been this single torturing thought—a mere pin-prick, but still curiously persistent. pglaf. But he was always forcing her to say and do such unexpectedly conclusive things. " "What's the matter, Ruth?" asked Spurlock, anxiously. She got out of bed, her eyes still half-closed, and stood slack jawed. In the meanwhile, as he talked, he scrutinized her face, ran his eyes over her careless, gracious poise, wondered hard about her. Manning came into her thoughts again, an unexpected, tall, dark, self-contained presence at the Fadden.
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