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soon, after we were married—it was just within a year—I formed a friendship
with the wife of a friend, a woman eight years older than myself. The atmosphere was
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strained and deathly quiet at the dining room table. But when he looked again, there she was!
"I don't understand," he said, finally. Superimposed was the agitating thought of what would follow the death of this
unwelcome guest: confusion, poking authorities, British and American red tape. Just a friendly polite suggestion. Whenever Ah Cum (whose normal stride was sufficient
to keep him at the side of her chair) pointed out something of interest, she had to
strain the cords in her neck to focus her glance upon the object. Journeying blindly half way across the world, this man
had found his quarry. “Thank you—for coming,” he said. "What is your name?"
"Ruth. "I am no man's mistress," answered the widow, crimsoning to her temples, but
preserving her meek deportment, and humble tone. “Ritter’s!” said Ramage to the driver, “Dean Street. ”
“Upon my word,” he declared, “you are right.
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