For the present the desire to fly was gone. ‘Who me, sir? Lor’ no, sir. Ruth, without suspecting it, had fallen upon a fundamental truth: that each and
every book fitted into the scheme of human moods and intelligence. 14,
Dexter Street, Westminster, she found was not a house but a yard in an obscure
street, with big gates and the name of Podgers & Carlo, Carriers and Furniture
Removers, thereon. It was noon when the caravan reached the tower of the water-clock. "
"My mind's made up," rejoined Jack, coldly,—"we part to-night. ’
‘It is true,’ insisted the lady. Ruth did not
reply, but stared past the doctor, her eyes misty. I have been imaging—”
“Mr. ”
“I will see that he gets it immediately on his return,” the lady promised. Sir
John and Annabel seated themselves at one of them, and the proprietor himself,
a small dark-visaged man, radiant with smiles, came hurrying up, followed by a
waiter. Jack was so harrassed that he felt half inclined to stand at bay. It was
exactly as Sebastian had foreseen.
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