” “Then I am sure,” Sir John declared, “that I shall not ask you. But was that enough? Dim, formless suspicions of something more vital wandered about his mind. Manning,” she said, “for a time—Will you tell no one? Will you keep this—our secret? I’m doubtful—Will you please not even tell my aunt?” “As you will,” he said. She occupied a small sofa, a little apart, a ruddy-complexioned gentleman some years her senior beside her, and glanced about with an air of considerable unease. “Yes,” he said, “I want to get away. Well, if she survives the accident—as the blood, who styles himself Sir Cecil, fancies she may do—this ring will make my fortune by leading to the discovery of the chief parties concerned in this strange affair. The sing-song girl, seeing Ruth, extended her hands and began to chatter rapidly.
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