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I mystify you; I can see that. "Yes, yes," replied Edgeworth Bess. Now the pig knew where to find her—for it would not take long for a Catholic to locate the convent in Golden Square—even if she escaped him here. But you, Ferringhall, our pattern, an erstwhile Sheriff of London, a county magistrate, a prospective politician, a sober and an upright man, one who, had he aspired to it, might even have filled the glorious position of Lord Mayor— James, a whisky and Apollinaris at once. ] CHAPTER VIII Slowly Ruth entered her own room. Certain it was, that the slightest sound aroused him. Innumerable little puzzles were instantly solved. The haste to send her upon her way now had but one interpretation—the recognition of his own immediate danger, the fear that if this tender association continued, he would end in offering her a calamity quite as impossible as that which had happened—the love of a man who was in all probability older than her father! The hurt was no less intensive because it was so ridiculous. Gerald pressed against the wall, and signalled Roding to go to the other side of the door. What was she going to do? One main idea possessed her: she must get away from home, she must assert herself at once or perish.
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