"Thanks," he said, holding out a thin white hand. But tell her
this, too. She wanted to think. If ever she felt fatigue in these long tramps which had already taken her half
over London, she never admitted it. Lucy’s bright tones pursued her. Shotbolt nodded in token of acquiescence, and emitted an odd guttural sound. She opened her eyes. Women never throw themselves into each other's arms; they calculate the
distance and the damage perfectly. He then barred and double-locked the door, took out the key, (a
precautionary measure which, with a grim smile, he said he never omitted,)
thrust it into his vest, and motioning the couple to follow him, led the way to the
inner room. "Time to dress for dinner," said Ruth from behind the curtain.
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