"Von't you hear me?—ough! ough!" demanded Sharples, after a pause. ’
‘Yes, I’m sorry about that,’ Gerald uttered in a rueful tone. Sometimes it seemed to him that he was an impostor: that Ruth believed him to
be one Howard Spurlock, when he was only masquerading as Spurlock. “I won’t have you quarrelling and crying
in the Avenue,” he said. "I
must go. Kimble had bedded the animal down at
the local inn. "You begin to have doubts, eh? A handful of money between you, and nothing
else. ’
Martha got up with a swish of her black habit. The study seemed absolutely unaltered, there was still
the same lamp with a little chip out of the shade, still the same gas fire, still the
same bundle of blue and white papers, it seemed, with the same pink tape about
them, at the elbow of the arm-chair, still the same father. “Go on!” she commanded.
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