"You don't say so!" replied Mrs. But if she smiled at all it was with her eyes. " He offered cigars, and Ruth got up. Why can’t you let it be?’ Gerald grinned at him. “It is a secret mission,” she declared. ” She smiled, sure of herself beyond any pretending, into his troubled eyes. Ennison slightly——” There was a dead silence in the little room. For a time she looked at no more apartments, and walked through gaunt and ill-cleaned streets, through the sordid under side of life, perplexed and troubled, ashamed of her previous obtuseness. Burn your palette and your easel. Lights glimmered in the windows of the different houses; and a lamp-lighter was running from post to post on his way to Snow Hill.
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