Sheppard. But this was long ago. No sooner had they entered the room than Sharples, who waited to usher them in, hastily retreated, closed the door, and turning the key, laughed loudly at the success of his stratagem. Do you mind talking to some one else. It had rained during the night, and the patch-work pavement was greasy with mud. A woman is supposed to know when a man is in love with her. He found his youngest daughter intrusive in his thoughts all through the morning, and still more so in the afternoon. If ever the denouement came—if ever the Hand reached him—Ruth would then understand why he had rebuffed all her tender advances. The house was full of aunts, uncles, and cousins meandering about, stuffed until their seams and zippers were bursting. Sheppard, horror-stricken. ‘Charvill?’ uttered Roding frowningly. The thought caused him an odd kind of pang—of pity, naturally. She chose to hold her nose. She was wholly unable to conceal her knowledge of his presence. "You poor child!" Prudence took Ruth's hands in her own.
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