And afterwards! Sir John drew his cigar from his lips, and looked upwards where the white-lights flashed strangely amongst the deep cool green of the lime-trees. The candles—for McClintock never used oil in his dining room—were burning low in the sconces. " "Never fear," replied Jack. Ruth stared into the painted face, now sundrily cracked by the coursing tears.
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