" He drew down the lamp and blew it out, and followed her into the night, more lovely than he had ever imagined night to be. And the woollen-draper departed. " "Devil!" muttered Jack, again grasping his pistol. We meant to make it dinner and a theatre, but you were not home. To Ruth the thought of Hartford no longer projected upon her vision a city of spires and houses and tree-lined streets. What does it matter? I am not a pauper, Annabel. ’ ‘Well, I am glad he did not,’ intervened Lucilla, forestalling another withering comment from the captain.
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