When the paroxysm passed, he was forced to lean against the window-jamb for support. She opened it and drew out a letter, and folded within it were the notes she had sent off to Ramage that day. "Excuse me," he said, plunging his fork into a fowl, and transferring it to his plate. She sat drawn together in her chair in the corner of the box, at a loss what to say or do—afraid, curious, perplexed. Sheppard. Martha had the square look of solid English citizenry, which was not deceiving. Wood, you shan't lord it over me, I can promise you. Somebody to depend upon her; somebody to have need of her, if only for a little while. . None of this by-play escaped Ruth, whose sense of humour needed no developing.
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