She was inclined to think that perhaps for a girl the converse of his method was the case; an older man, a man beyond the range of anything “nonsensical,” was, perhaps, the most interesting sort of friend one could meet. ] CHAPTER VIII Slowly Ruth entered her own room. She was her mother’s child, fair of face, doted upon and spoiled by her attentions. “Yes, I will go,” she promised, with a queer little smile. Wood was heard without, angrily demanding admittance. Spurling, and her now accepted suitor, resumed their seats. She would be enduing this chap with attributes he did not possess, clothing him in fictional ruffles. “You are beautiful, Lucy. ’ ‘Ain’t it? Want me to give you some time with her? Not that I think she’ll tell you anything.
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