“I can only repeat what I said before,” she declared. ’
Melusine jumped up, full of new hope, all the earlier clouds vanishing from
her horizon. "My son," she murmured, wringing her hands piteously—, "my son the
companion of thieves! My son in Jonathan Wild's power! It cannot be. How plainly he could see the patch of garden in the
summer sunshine and the white hollyhocks nodding above the picket fence!
*****
Ruth sat waiting for the half hour, subconsciously. The appearance of the new-comer was extremely prepossessing; and, after his
trepidation had a little subsided, Wood began to regard him with some degree of
interest. ‘Don’t put me at the necessity of
marrying the abominable little wretch.
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