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“I will put the question,” Drummond said gravely. Having disposed of his steed and
swallowed a glass of brandy, without taking any other refreshment, he threw
himself on a couch, where he sank at once into a heavy slumber. Carefully sustaining the child which, even in that terrible extremity, he
had not the heart to abandon, he fell upon his knees, and, guiding himself with
his right hand, crept slowly on. She was wearing a
becoming tea-gown, and it was quite certain that Sir John would not be home for
several hours at least. "Nothing—nothing," she answered, bursting into tears. She
shuddered, adding confidentially, ‘You wouldn’t get me in there now, mind. "Darrell's job was done early this morning," he said; "and if I'd attended to his
advice, the packing-case would have been finished at the same time. After he had eaten dinner with Ruth, he
had gone to McClintock's; and he had heard music such as he had heard only in
the great concert halls. She felt his tongue press into her mouth. Never before had he seen a man like Enschede nor
heard a voice like Ruth's. They had heard nothing, seen nothing. The thought caused him an odd kind of pang—of pity, naturally. Sorry to be so nosy. It was Doctor Ralph, formerly the partner
of Doctor Stickell in the Avenue, and now with a thriving practice of his own in
Wamblesmith.
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