He paused at the bamboo curtain of her room, which was in semi-darkness. Warned of the approach of the prisoners by the increased clamour, Sharples, who
was busied in distributing the Marquis's donation, affected to throw the
remainder of the money among the crowd, though, in reality, he kept back a
couple of guineas, which he slipped into his sleeve, and running hastily up the
steps, unlocked the door. “I think that I will leave this letter for him,” she said. All his interest in Ruth, all his care and
solicitude, could now be translated into a single word—love. Wood with the
circumstances, and putting him upon his guard against the possibility of an
attack. You are
NOT going to that ball!”
Ann Veronica tried a less genial, more dignified note. “It was a bad day for me,” he said, speaking slowly and painfully.
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