What our dear mother would say back home I dread to think. Ruth loved him. But Melusine’s own words had thrown an idea into her head. I'm not particular what or where. I’ll have it out with him. Then, though full of confidence, he half doubted his power of accomplishing his designs. In a few seconds, the shutter flew open,—then the window,—and they were in the room. It would send business elsewhere; and the hotel business in Canton was never so prosperous that one could afford to lose a single guest. Her father was right: Ruth must never know. ] CHAPTER VIII Slowly Ruth entered her own room. "As I said before, I have little reliance upon professions of gratitude. She was honest again. I have nothing, nothing that can possibly be passion for you. They were bickering, she could tell by the way the mother threw her fat arms into the air and paced restlessly about the tiny clapboard house.
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