’ Kimble’s widening gaze told its own tale, but still he kept his fingers on the handle of the door. She too at once developed an anxious interest in the street outside. Anna looked at her curiously, and with sinking heart. He tried not to think—of Ruth with her mother's locket, of her misguided father, taking his lonely way to sea. He did not so much cut into this conversation as loom over it, for he was a tall, if rather studiously stooping, man. “Well, no,” she answered. “It is unimportant,” she said. ‘Ain’t my place, I know that. It was Blueskin. “It has been very kind of you to see me, but I don’t want to sit and talk and use your time any longer.
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