" "What's the matter, Ruth?" asked Spurlock, anxiously. Gosse backed, not even attempting to parry so unorthodox a use of the foil. She made up her mind in the train home that it should be a decisive crisis. He looked at his friend. But she was disturbed, mysteriously disturbed. “He is not—I don’t like him. I pledged my thumb that, dead or alive, I'd pay the wager if I lost; and I should like to be as good as my word. The big gray spaces of London, the shop-lit, greasy, shining streets, had become very remote; the biological laboratory with its work and emotions, the meetings and discussions, the rides in hansoms with Ramage, were like things in a book read and closed. Stanley took the letter and stood with it in his hand thoughtfully for a time. I would be too 222 busy protecting you. She made herself serenely unaware of his existence, though it may be it was his presence that sent her by the field detour instead of by the direct path up the Avenue. "Where did you find it!" asked Wood.
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