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"I'm no reader of riddles," said Jonathan. I, too, want to understand—to walk with my head in the light. She had mentioned the address where she and her
sister had lived. Beneath the
shelf, containing these books, hung the fine old ballad of 'St. Arrived in England, she had sought out Gosse, to keep an eye on his activities
and thus keep one step ahead of him, meanwhile hoping that she might find
herself another means of proof at Remenham House. Here was the same Ruth who had left him a few minutes
since: the same outwardly; and yet…!
On the ninth day Spurlock was up and about; that is, he was strong enough to
walk alone, from the companion to his chair, to lean upon the rail when the chair
grew irksome, to join Ruth and his employer at lunch and dinner: strong enough
to argue about books, music, paintings. “I forbid it!” she said firmly. “Take off your tunic. Now, more and more, we’re going to be
interested in them, to be curious about them and—quite mildly-experimental
with them. She was surprised and stared at him when he
did not immediately leave the bed as Gianfrancesco
always did, but instead rested on his elbows. For aught I know, they may be in the neighbourhood at this moment.
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