She turned her head to each side. . What was the fellow doing in this part
of the town? Had not Lady Bicknacre said he was living at Paddington?
The Frenchman, booted and neat in buckskin breeches and a plain frockcoat, a
flat-brimmed hat on his head, paused a moment at an intersection with one of the
roads leading north, apparently seeking a street sign. Spurling. There
could not, he decided, possibly be two girls so much alike. Both carried packages of books
and magazines. She
looked at me as though I were some unclean thing, as though my soul were
weighted with every sin in the calendar. "Mr. Treat me as an elder brother, if you like. "No, Sir, it's quite
possible—more than possible. ”
“I’ll frame it—when I get it. I am bound to
admit that I greatly enjoy my altered life. So Ruth returned to her room and sorted the books and magazines the doctor had
loaned her, inspected the titles and searched for pictures.
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