It’s these damned novels. What happened between Ruth and her father that made him hurry off without passing ordinary courtesies with me?" "I suppose I ought to tell you," said Spurlock; "but it is understood that Ruth shall never know the truth. Surely Capes was different. He was a wonderful little creature with a perfect tiny face, mottled pink cheeks, and eyes brighter than May. It's so stuffy—and all that tobacco smoke!" He inspected his watch. . Amongst other things, he had just brought down an old laced bavaroy, a species of surtout much worn at the period. CHAPTER VII The astonishing collapse of Spurlock created a tableau of short duration. Fearful that she had given herself away, she sank back down onto her stool.
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