She tiptoed to the stand and gathered up the manuscripts which she carried to a chair by the window. CHAPTER XXVII. He wore a silk hat a little tilted, and a morning coat buttoned round a tight, contained figure; and a white slip gave a finish to his costume and endorsed the quiet distinction of his tie. ’ ‘So I see. "I haven't offended you?"—not contritely but curiously. Stanley regarded him through his glasses with something approaching animosity. He won’t have menservants inside the house, and his collection of carriages is only fit for a museum—where most of his friends ought to be, by-the-bye. Anna followed her finger, and looked back into her sister’s face. She speedily reached her own abode,—a little cottage, standing in the outskirts of the village. So, adroitly and patiently, he pulled Ruth apart; that is, he plucked forth a little secret here, another there, until he had quite a substantial array. She was quite oblivious to the sensation she had created. “Won’t you tell me why you have come to England?” she said. Leonardo would not have married her.
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