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"Never throw away a chance," thought Jonathan. Somebody may
be on the watch—perhaps, that old ginger-hackled Jew. It was the
same smell that she had in his memory, but now it was
definite, palpable, like a perfume. By
your father, Sir Montacute Trenchard's will, you are aware,—and, therefore, I
need not repeat it, except for the special purpose I have in view,—you are aware,
I say, that, by this will, in case your sister Aliva, died without issue, or, on the
death of such issue, the property reverts to Constance and her issue. “It is possible, mademoiselle,” he said, “that this affair is not yet ended. “One hardly knows—all the time. \"
\"Oh, come on!\" Shari exclaimed, putting her cocoa
down and burying her face in a fat white pillow. "What is it?"
"Can't you see? Together, down there; you and I!… As my wife!
Both of us, never to be lonely again!… Will you marry me, Ruth?"
As many a wiser woman had done, Ruth mistook thrilling eagerness for love.
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