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Here was no crooked soul; a little
weak perhaps, impulsive beyond common, but fundamentally honest. As for loving you, I do. "
"Do not speak of it," rejoined Thames, with a look of horror. “Yet it is my last evening, and I think
—if you are sure that you would like to have me—that I will risk it. Jack
Sheppard is to me what Thames Darrell is to you—an object of hatred. Just a friendly polite suggestion. What he wanted desperately was to be alone. How plainly he could see the patch of garden in the
summer sunshine and the white hollyhocks nodding above the picket fence!
*****
Ruth sat waiting for the half hour, subconsciously. “God in Heaven, Annabel!” he cried. Capes agreed with the utmost cordiality. They did not care—
servant or master, it meant nothing. Your aunt and I have
discussed all this matter.
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