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He continued his ditty, in spite of the angry
glances of his leader. "Ninny! What did we know about Father, except when he was around the house?
But where is the girl? She said something about having tea with us. "
The spinster did not ask if the mother lived; the question was inconsequent. That is what I must do. About the Abbey
and Abingdon Street stood the outer pickets and detachments of the police, their
attention all directed westward to where the women in Caxton Hall, Westminster,
hummed like an angry hive. He laid down the knife, and fixed
a searching and distrustful gaze upon the writer, who continued his task,
unconscious of anything having happened. But all these hours, trying to teach the child wariness toward life,
and the moment his back was turned, this!
He was, perhaps, still dazed by the inner revelation—his own interest in Ruth. It lay undisturbed in the remotest corner of the recess.
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