A stout female stood in the aperture, an oil lamp in her hand. “What nonsense is this? What raving! My dear child, you DO live, you DO exist! You have this home. A single glance served to show the thief-taker how matters stood. ’ ‘Oh, that tragic pair,’ uttered her ladyship in saddened tones. Fool that I was to marry for beauty! I ought to have remembered that a fair woman and a slashed gown always find some nail in the way. But he reckoned without his host. He did not want Ruth to see his own stricken countenance; nor did he care to see hers, ravaged by tears. ” Brendon was not inclined to be led away from the point.
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