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Chapter XXV
THE STEEL EDGE OF THE TRUTH
The manservant, with his plain black clothes and black tie, had entered the room
with a deferential little gesture. The young
fellow was almost as odd in his way as the girl was in hers. She had a bittersweet
fragrance, like dusty books and honeysuckle. Good and Evil. "
"No fear of that," rejoined Rowland: "such vermin never dare to show
themselves in this privileged district. Hitherto she had seen it chiefly in
pictures and other works of art, incidentally, and as a thing taken out of life. Ruth stared thoughtfully at the waiting coolies. Wood; "he has gone out without leave, and
has taken Thames Darrell with him. ”
“And he sat at my table,” Annabel said bitterly, “and yet he did not know me.
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