He was certain that those lips of hers had never known the natural and pardonable simper of youth. "Well, how goes it?" he asked. ” The official shrugged his shoulders. Then the long lashes sank demurely over them. The real Ruth was as completely hidden as though she stood behind the walls of Agra Fort. ‘Is he meeting you here then, my dear?’ ‘He had better,’ said Lucilla. That it provided proof of the girl’s identity was one thing. Imagine her, putting herself to all this delay and inconvenience for a young wastrel she did not know and who, the moment he got on his feet, would doubtless pass out of her life without so much as Thank you! And it was ten to one that she would not comprehend the ingratitude. To settle things, you know. .
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