She listened, listened intently for several minutes. Something drew you. . Annabel set her teeth hard, and turned fiercely towards Anna. ” “For example?” “Your dyed hair. ’ ‘So I see. ] CHAPTER VIII Slowly Ruth entered her own room. As though it was indelicate—it’s just a sort of shyness. Jonathan, however, was nowhere to be seen. When he returned, it was always the same. She was aware of the body of the court, of clerks seated at a black table littered with papers, of policemen standing about stiffly with expressions of conscious integrity, and a murmuring background of the heads and shoulders of spectators close behind her.
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