Ruth had not expected to be kissed; so the omission passed unnoted. Probably a sick man's whim. The poor child! What frightful things she must have seen on that island of hers!
The noise of crashing glass caused a diversion; and Ruth turned gratefully
toward the sound. By a
sort of instinct. ”
She smiled grimly at the recollection of that lunch—tea and roll at a cheap café. “Well, I don’t want you to talk to him,”
he said, very firmly. This did not tickle his
vanity; on the contrary, it enlivened his terror, which is a phase of fascination. For a long time he stared at the empty doorway. Her
secret thoughts made some hasty, half-hearted excursions into the possibility of
telling the thing in romantic tones—Ramage was as a black villain, she as a
white, fantastically white, maiden. “After all, why should he be surprised?” she remarked. He may not be able to eat tin-cans, but he
tries to. Ann
Veronica was apologetic to the bottom of her soul.
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