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A young lad—Roding took him for a footman, or a groom by the neat black garb—was halted some paces away from Valade, his hat in his hand as he made pretence of fanning himself. She remained on guard. There was no disgust in Ruth's heart, only an infinite pity; for only the pitiful understand. It was a precious thing, a beautiful cabochon—do you know what that is?” “What’s a cabochon?” “It’s a precious jewel that doesn’t have facets yet. I’m making a mess of my life— unless you come in and take it. ” She said bitterly. “These are the sort of things that aren’t supposed to happen. But he was at last persuaded that I mean you no harm, and that I might—just possibly, since I am both a gentleman and a major of militia—be able to be of more assistance to you than he himself. They confronted each other, barely feet apart, neither apparently any longer aware of anyone else in the room. One might suppose him turning up; he knew a lot of clever people, and some of them might belong to the class. ” “Oh my goodness. The door popped open with a sigh.
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