“It is hard to express one’s self, but I do want to be honest with you. Jack may be capable of much that is wicked, but he would never lift his hand against his friend,—of that I am assured. Ruth's mind was fertile soil; for a long time to come it would be something of a hothouse: green things would spring up and blossom overnight. She listened with growing apprehension to the tale that Gerald told, omitting any mention of pistols and daggers, and at the end delivered herself of various expletives highly unsuited to a lady of her advanced years. She loved to be there, taking part in it all, breathing it, being it. “So Cheveney was her friend, you think, eh?” he remarked.
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