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Had it come already? Chapter XXVII JOHN FERRINGHAM, GENTLEMAN “Confess, my dear husband,” Annabel said lightly, “that you are bewildered. ’ ‘No, sister, I know that, but—’ ‘You needn’t tell me. ‘Well, I can see you won’t let it alone, so what do you propose to do about the wench?’ ‘I’ll die before I let it alone,’ Gerald vowed. Her hair was gathered up behind, in a sort of pad, according to the then prevailing mode; and she wore a muslin cap, and pinners with crow-foot edging. He had removed his silk hat, and now sat looking at Ann Veronica over an untouched cup of tea; he sat gloating upon her, trying to catch her eye. He looked eager and flushed and troubled. —'It's all up with us,' says he; 'they've taken away our charter. But next moment, Captain Roding put up her back. To be sure, Ruth had dimly been aware of this; but now for the first time she was made painfully conscious of it. The sidewalk resonated with the pounding of cold rain by the time she left the building. In truth, she liked Gerald also. For a moment her heart seemed to stop beating. Then he turned to Anna. It was quite dark; but as some of the assemblage carried links, it was soon ascertained to be headed by the same party who had mainly incited the former disturbance.
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