” She said under her breath. But, no. She heard the bamboo curtain rattle slightly. When she judged that she must be nearly back at the library, she began to feel somewhat dispirited. ‘Dear me. ‘That will be a matter for her future husband to decide. Something happened down there, and probably I'll never know what. Ruth stared thoughtfully at the waiting coolies. And if he didn’t, what was the good of seeing him? “I wish he was a woman,” she said, “then I could make him my friend. I don’t think they do matter. She formed a wild resolution, and, lest she should waver from it, she set about at once to realize it. Please check the Project Gutenberg Web pages for current donation methods and addresses.
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