"It must look sharp then, or I shall give it the slip," laughed Ben: "the gale never yet blowed as could perwent my crossing the Thames. She had thought it a mirror, because it was her. Immediately she had spoken of the loose button he knew that henceforth he must show no concern over the disposition of that coat. Ruth returned to the table. ‘Your mystery lady, I mean.
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