Her heart in her mouth, she heard his foot scrape on the floorboard and knew from his expression that Gosse had heard it too. " "My mind's made up," rejoined Jack, coldly,—"we part to-night. “Will you come this way,” she said, “into the drawing-room? There is no one there just now. Ruth had not expected to be kissed; so the omission passed unnoted. And now, my love," she added, with a relenting look, "I'm content to make up our quarrel. “I should imagine,” he said, shaking out a copy of The Times, “that it is your brain which is addled. My, um, my curfew. Martha was quite right.
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