I'll see her myself; and that's more than she bargained for, I'll be sworn. Ann Veronica, with a sigh at the cost of hospitality, made a hasty negotiation for an extra tea and for a fire in the groundfloor apartment, and preened herself carefully for the interview. It was dated from the House of Commons on the previous day. He stopped short with a little exclamation of surprise. He stared at her stupidly, forgetting to guard against the tactics he had come to expect from her. The horse-soldiers wheeled round and cleared a path: the foot closed in upon the cart. "What do you want?" he asked, in a gruff voice. Everything proclaimed the mischievous propensities of the recent occupants of the chamber. At this juncture, and just as a cuckoo-clock in the corner struck sis, Jack Sheppard walked into the room, with the packing-case under his arm. I have come to you for sympathy, perhaps for help. What was it in her heart or mind or soul that went out to this man? Music—was that it? Was he powerless to stir her without the gift? But hadn't he fascinated her by his talk, gentle and winning? Ah, but that had been after he had played for her. Ruth, standing by, heard his true laughter for the first time. Spurling bit her lips to conceal her mirth.
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