When he came to a certain sentence in Brendon’s letter he stopped short and looked up at her. " "So do I," replied Ruth. " "I should like to satisfy myself on that score," rejoined Wild, drily. She hissed in a breath and his eyes met hers. That's the kind, my friend, that always fall soft. She blew on the hand cannon and grabbed her bag of gunpowder. She had heard Alice talking and crying at the same time, a painful noise. Sometimes it seemed to him that he was an impostor: that Ruth believed him to be one Howard Spurlock, when he was only masquerading as Spurlock.
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