’ It was the Press who
forced the identity upon me. "
There fell upon the three the silence of perfect understanding; and in this silence
each saw a vision. You steered and I rowed stroke. She watched
them sleep for what seemed hours from the high window
until her body grew colder than the stone sill she perched
upon. 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. You fooled me this morning; but I overheard two old maids
talking about you and the young man. The effort of self-repression cost him a sob. Operations then commenced. She never touched the manuscript with pencil, but
jotted down her notes on slips of paper and left them where he might easily find
them. “How’d you know it was me?”
He looked
conspiratorially into the room for hidden informants. "I dare not, Rowland," she answered. Sepulchre's. "
"Except me, dear," insinuated Edgeworth Bess. We men are like children.
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