It was a queer little bed-sitting-room almost in the roof, with a partition right across it. Come, come, be reasonable, and listen to me. What ho! lights! lights!" And, shouting as he went, he flung himself down stairs. ” “Very sad—very sad indeed,” he remarked uneasily. One she entered and met with a sharp rebuff, which she appeared to receive unmoved. . ’ A grimace crossed her face. She visited the corner that had been her own little garden—her forget-me-nots and candytuft had long since been elbowed into insignificance by weeds; she visited the raspberry-canes that had sheltered that first love affair with the little boy in velvet, and the greenhouse where she had been wont to read her secret letters. And she found herself able to do nothing of the sort. He will be here in a moment or so, and you will then learn his determination. . " "So do I," replied Ruth. “More than that, he arrived to-day at the boarding-house where I am staying, greeted me with a theatrical start, and claimed me—as his wife. The entrance was concealed between two huge boulders within a clump of trees, and was now so overgrown that no one who did not know of its existence could ever hope to find it.
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