’ Gerald grinned. CHAPTER XIV Ruth lost the point entirely. He could not pull her soul apart now to satisfy that queer absorbing, delving thing which was his literary curiosity; he had put her outside that circle. ” “No! Well, I just suggested it. For he come after her, did Mr Charvill. I'll stamp twice when we've done. But it strikes me there's a nigger in the woodpile somewhere, as you Yankees say. If Thames is murdered, you are his assassin.
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