’ ‘But where? Where has he gone? Always he goes off, and he says no word to anyone. Beneath that tree let us lie. He had heard me sing—the fool thought himself in love with me. Not alone with her, that’s sure. She had decided that she would spend the next morning answering advertisements in the papers that abounded in the writing-room; and so, after half an hour’s perusal of back numbers of the Sketch in the drawingroom, she had gone to bed. A dull light shone through the open window blinds and softened the room with parchment yellowness. The idea of Ruth as a talisman against misfortune—which he now recognized as a sick man's idea— faded as his appreciation of the absurd reasserted itself. ’ ‘It will give me the greatest of pleasure,’ Gerald said at once, making an elegant leg. She thought of her costume in some detail and with considerable satisfaction, and particularly of a very jolly property dagger with large glass jewels in the handle, that reposed in a drawer in her room. ‘Her purpose, if you will believe me, is to get herself a dowry so that she may marry an Englishman. “I never dreamt!” she said. " "I wish I could, Joan," returned the carpenter, sadly.
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