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"So I will," rejoined Shotbolt; "so I will. "Strange!" he continued, as if talking to
himself. "Off!" she cried with a prolonged and piercing shriek. ”
Horace, the manservant, transformed now into the semblance of a correctly
garbed waiter, threw open the door. She did not resist him, she could not. Petrified and speechless, he turned an
imploring look at Wild, who was himself filled with astonishment at the pile of
rubbish lying before him. Her hair had begun to grow back, it
now swept to her shoulders. He had let go his name so easily as that! What was the name she had
given? Ruth something; he could not remember. His hand went with an almost instinctive
inquiry to his jawbone again. His
hat was placed upon one pole, his wig on another. Lord Charvill champed upon an invisible bit for a moment or two, closing the
gap between himself and the girl, and muttering the name to himself in an
overwrought sort of way. They talked for the better part of an
hour, and at last walked together to the junction of highroad and the bridle-path. Mr. ‘Like a vision she
were. ’
Alderley grinned as his incensed friend refuted the suggestion that he was in
need of a pacifier, and moved to the tray which his butler had just a short time
past brought into the room and laid on the desk.
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