” “He mentioned the matter to me also,” Miss Pellissier remarked stiffly. Earles said, rubbing his hands together, “by post. Jackson, mean time, produced a pocket-book; and, after deliberately sharpening the point of a pencil, began to write on a blank leaf. We stepped from the Embassy into the motor—and oh! I thought that he was dead. When she renewed her attendance at the Imperial College the third finger of her left hand was adorned with a very fine old ring with dark blue sapphires that had once belonged to a great-aunt of Manning’s. As pretty as its owner. “That,” he said, grimly, with his hand on the doorhandle, “must be your own affair, unless you choose to live at Morningside Park. Blue Ruin will do the job nicely.
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