Don't suppose," she added, with a scornful glance at her helpmate, "that I would pay him the compliment of thinking he could possibly be the father of such a boy as you. ‘I’ll play you at your own game,’ he growled, holding the foreshortened foil in place with rigid control. “I wish,” she said, “that you would leave off looking at me as though I were something grisly. One can't help being jealous, you know, even of an unworthy object. ’ He gave the gaping Pottiswick a shove, passing him on to his junior, who was waiting patiently by the kitchen door. ” She admonished. But if not himself, there would be another soon enough. ” She raked into the fire with the poker. Good-bye, for the pressent—ha! ha!" And, laughing loudly at his own facetiousness, he quitted the Lodge. . “A move of any sort would certainly be fatal. But why did he turn away? "Wait!" Ruth called to her father. “Let me show you something. " "May be," returned the man gravely.
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