Or, better still, put all my clothes in the trunk. He glanced at Ruth (who had stood with her back to the wall, pinned there throughout the contest by terror and the knowledge of her own helplessness), then at the bronze menace, and calculated correctly that this particular adventure was finished. “It is part of the irony of life,” he said. ” He stroked her hand gently. But it is all over now, and presently there will be some one else. Come!” They went out together and he called a hansom. All the initial confidence in herself was gone; her courage was merely a shell to hide the lack.
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