’ Mrs Sindlesham shook with laughter. They walked across a moat of pea gravel that crunched like noisy cereal under their feet. The man’s hand flashed out, but immediately afterwards an oath and a cry of pain broke from his lips. Capes most trying. She found a little difficulty in beginning. Seizing her hand he covered it with kisses. And opposite to him, with a book in his hand,—but it couldn't be a prayer-book,—sat Jonathan Wild, in a parson's cassock and band. All the talk in the world would not describe Ruth. The major’s hand stilled. “H’m!” he said, regarding the wreckage with a calmer visage. But I never found any truth in the saying. .
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