" He offered cigars, and Ruth got up. She heard it open, but as she felt unable to look round in a careless manner she pretended not to hear it. She found it rather funny that he always wore the shirt fastidiously tucked in and never wore the ensemble without a stiff brown leather belt. “Look here, daddy,” she said, in a tone of great reasonableness, “I MUST go to that dance, you know. Women to me are something so serene, so fine, so feminine, and politics are so dusty, so sordid, so wearisome and quarrelsome. Like the Castle, which it resembled in all respects except that it was destitute even of a barrack-bedstead, the Red Room was reserved for state-prisoners, and had not been occupied since the year 1716, when the jail, as has before been mentioned, was crowded by the Preston rebels. A constant attendant at court, he had the mortification to see every one promoted but himself, and thus bewails his ill-luck. The vengeance of the assailants did not stop here. The mere fact that he was there in the train alongside her, helping her, sitting opposite to her in the dining-car, presently sleeping on a seat within a yard of her, made her heart sing until she was afraid their fellow passengers would hear it.
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