Suddenly he felt Ruth swing violently away from him, and he wheeled to learn the cause. He had not taken many steps when he perceived Quilt Arnold in the upper gallery, with a lamp in his hand. "If I spoke to him, my interest might be misinterpreted. By this time, she had so far succeeded in calming herself, that she answered the greetings of the neighbours whom she encountered on her way to the sacred edifice—if sorrowfully, still composedly. Where her husband saw only two youngsters in the mating mood, she felt that tragedy in some phase lurked in this room—if only in the loneliness of these two, without kith or kin apparently, thousands of miles from home. “We settled long ago—we’re hard stuff. There was—a service. "' Instead of regarding him, Jack glanced over the iron bannisters, and measured the distance.
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