Warm reality was now so near her she could hear it beating in her ears. Then Mr. There was a brief pause, a crowded pause, between them. Chapter VIII “WHITE’S” Northwards, away from the inhospitality of West Kensington, rumbled the ancient four-wheel cab, laden with luggage and drawn by a wheezy old horse rapidly approaching its last days. The race began once more; but this time Ruth knew that there would be no escape. "And there you're right, you may dipind, marm," observed Terence. it’s open. ” He paused and looked at her, and said, with a sudden drop into a confidential undertone, “Or else I want to pray. “I cannot reason with you,” he said at last wearily. ‘Oh, I do love a flatterer. He certainly bore inspection.
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