Good night!" She pressed his hand and went
out. My friend, I am only grieved that you of all
others should have been so deceived. ‘Get you invited to a party where the French émigrés will
be present? Nothing easier, dear boy. "I've said it," rejoined Jonathan, peremptorily. "Yes!" interrupted Spurlock, savagely. Ruth felt his hand
grow cold as it slipped from hers. Her prevailing effect was one of
quiet and complete assurance, as though she knew all about everything, and was
only restrained by her instinctive delicacy from telling what she knew. Entering London, he bent his way towards the west-end; and having some
knowledge of a secondhand tailor's shop in Rupert Street, proceeded thither, and
looked out a handsome suit of mourning, with a sword, cloak, and hat, and
demanded the price.
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