At length he proceeded toward McClintock's bungalow, drawn by the lights and the sound of music. He was a London man of business, spending a small legacy in Paris. A thickly-set, sandy young man, with an unwholesome complexion and grease-smooth hair, had entered the room. To have written a short story in a week was rather a remarkable feat. ” Chapter XIV “THIS IS MY WIFE” Anna, notwithstanding her momentary fright in the middle of the day, was in high spirits. ” “On the contrary,” Anna whispered quietly, “we met in a small boarding-house where I was stopping. The day was warm even under an overcast sky and Hilary, uncomfortable, shifted his weight. I have but to give a hint of that boy's existence in the proper quarter, and his life will not be worth a day's purchase. But, what brought you here?" "Excuse me, Sir Rowland. That boy was the carpenter's apprentice, Jack Sheppard. 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. CHAPTER IV.
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