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I can’t explain—” They regarded one another, each blinded to the other. At a sign from Ah Cum, official custodian of the sightseers, the polechair coolies pressed toward the left and halted. The wind blew in fitful gusts, and scattered the yellow leaves from the elms and horse-chestnuts. “Come to my rooms and have a drink. "Away with him!" exclaimed Sir Rowland, impatiently. “I wonder what he will do?” She tried to imagine situations that might arise out of Ramage’s antagonism, for he had been so bitter and savage that she could not believe that he would leave things as they were. Only I wish that it did not remind one so much of a second-hand clothes shop. The tears flowed faster. "Thanks to you," said the doctor. His hand rested heavily and cruelly upon Ruth's shoulder. Did you not hear the shot?’ ‘I ain’t saying as I didn’t hear no shot,’ Trodger said carefully, peering at her out of eyes narrowed with interest, ‘but what I do say is, it’s mighty peculiar you saying as how there’s a Frenchman in the case, when it’s as plain as the nose on your face that you’re a Frenchwoman yourself. If ever I did meet a man I could love, I should love him”—her voice dropped again—“platonically. Though he never seen so much of Miss Mary as I did. It depends upon what he was before he began this racket. Besides, I'm afraid her simple honesty will spoil any invented yarn.
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