So, bloody but unbeaten, weak and spent but undaunted, he waited for the Wastrel to spring up. "The worst house in the neighbourhood—the constant haunt of reprobates and thieves," groaned Wood. But the young man with the orange tie remained in his place, disputing whether the body had not something or other which he called its legitimate claims. The brightness Capes had diffused over the world glorified even his rival. Curiosity to see what a sing-song girl was like took possession of Ruth's thoughts.
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