It was comforting to have her there,
snoring gently. I’m glad I did. She opened it and drew out a letter, and folded within it were the notes she
had sent off to Ramage that day. The ring's yours, and you're
mine. I have only seen your sister for a very brief time, and I am a little
past the age when a man does headstrong things. \"Sorry. You yourself supplied the details. But in its stead—toward
morning—there appeared another idea which appealed to him as sublime,
appealed to the primitive conscience, to his artistic sense of the drama, to the
poet and the novelist in him. The candle was shaking in his hand as
Ruth appeared in the doorway. He was going to tell me something—
and he shut up. But it was not so ordered. The daughters, he had hoped, would be their mother’s care.
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