She tried to imagine the collective effect of the Fadden Ball; she had never seen a fancy-dress gathering in her life. I have work there. The stranger with a bow returned to his table. I have—run away. ’ Gerald’s jaw tightened. " "A short man, isn't he, about your height, Sir,—with a yellow beard, and a face as sly as a fox's?" "Hem!" replied Wood, coughing slightly to conceal a smile; "the description's not amiss. The real Ruth was as completely hidden as though she stood behind the walls of Agra Fort. ’ ‘I am not the imbecile you take me for,’ Gerald said with dangerous calm. "Why do you laugh?" she asked gravely.
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