He had meant to come at his business in a roundabout way, but for that little slip. Ruth felt his hand grow cold as it slipped from hers. These galleries were separated in the middle by iron grates. Listening on the dimlit landing, he saw Roding’s face muscles tighten. It was just a chance that we in particular hit against each other—nothing predestined about it. She had reason enough to be grateful to Prudence Sindlesham and it was not fair that this horrible feeling of loneliness should be made known to her. The last of Jarvis’s harlots must have departed in a hurry, for she had apparently left a roomful of clothes. The close-fitting round gown, if a little oldfashioned with its very narrow waist and wide skirts, was becoming on a full figure, and the low décolletage, unencumbered by any form of covering, exposed a good deal of bosom. If the creator drew a hero anything like himself, she would accept it as a sign that he did care a little. At last some anodyne formed itself from these exercises, and, with eyelashes wet with such feeble tears as only three-o’clock-in-the-morning pathos can distil, she fell asleep. It seemed to her at this moment that there was nothing left for her to do. Now I am sorry to cross you in anything you have set your heart upon, but I regret to say—” “H’m,” he reflected, and crossed out the last four words. 3. ‘Come, Hilary. “Annabel,” she said, “you are my sister, or I would bid you take the flowers if you care for them, and leave the room.
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