. Presently he became filled with astonishment over the singular fact that Ruth was eluding him in fancy as well as in reality. In vain Wood protested his innocence. "Where did you learn the song I heard just now?" he demanded, in an authoritative tone. Of course there are, millions of them. There were sidetables and a writing table, similarly buried in bric-a-brac, and the chair by the French doors could hardly be seen for blankets. Except for the dull eyes and the extreme pallor of his face, there was nothing else to indicate that he was deep in liquor.
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