Yet her embarrassment was only a passing thing. CHAPTER XVII. He was perched on the very edge of the leather seat of the coach, his threecornered hat twisting nervously in his hands, and from time to time he passed a tongue over dry lips. ’ Taken aback, Gerald let out a short laugh. Her sleepless night had left her languid but not stupefied, and for an hour or so the work distracted her altogether from her troubles. “Hey,” he said, his eyes slowly adjusting to the soft blackness. Listening at one of the doors leading to the Master Debtors' side, he heard a loud voice chanting a Bacchanalian melody, and the boisterous laughter that accompanied the song, convinced him that no suspicion was entertained in this quarter. He flung Ruth aside, careless whether she fell or not. We are very poor, but manage to squeeze a little happiness out of each day.
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