‘Your master in?’ he demanded of the astonished footman, removing his cockaded hat and handing it over. CHAPTER II. He was smiling under his heavy mustache, and his head was a little on one side as he looked at her. Wood made no reply; but, hastily kissing his weeping daughter, and bidding her be of good cheer, hurried off. ” “What do you mean—by too late?” he demanded. So Ruth found that for a while her eyes were free. Dieu du ciel, but where was Gerald? On the move again, she found herself standing before one of the mirrors, gazing into her own countenance without seeing it. On the groundfloor the shutters were closed, or, to speak more correctly, altogether nailed up, and presented a very singular appearance, being patched all over with the soles of old shoes, rusty hobnails, and bits of iron hoops, the ingenious device of the former occupant of the apartment, Paul Groves, the cobbler, to whom we have before alluded. “It was very tiring.
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