You will be under the eye of the best friend I have; and if you do not treat that child for what she is —an innocent angel—I promise to hunt you across the wide world and kill you with bare hands. ’ ‘Fancy my old pa thinking you was a French spy. “I remember,” she said, “that the first night I saw you, you spoke of my sister as your friend. “So Cheveney was her friend, you think, eh?” he remarked. It added to the picturesqueness of the Sha-mien night to observe these gaily coloured lanterns dancing hither and yon like June fireflies in a meadow. His interest was divided: while his ears drank in the sounds, his glance constantly roved from Ruth to the performer and back to Ruth. Only old librarians and Shirley Temples say that.
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