“This life is killing me! Oh, it is dull, dull, dull!” Suddenly an idea seemed to strike her. ” “Then may I come to the study to-night—after dinner?” “I’m—BUSY!” “It’s important. ’ Her features broke apart in a laugh. “I cannot say more. . The odour of kerosene permeated the bungalow; but Ruth mitigated the nuisance to some extent by burning native punk in brass jars.
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