“Will you come this way,” she said, “into the drawing-room? There is no one there just now. McClintock will be tuning up the piano to-day. The prisoner, however, submitted more quietly than was anticipated. Morgan the trader did not haggle over the pearls, but gave me at once what he judged a fair price. I—I don’t understand,” the man faltered wearily. Annabel had spoken calmly enough and steadily, but his brain refused at first to accept the full meaning of her words. Even in this dread moment Ruth was conscious of a pathetic interest in the scattering pencils. Mistresses neither deserve consideration nor commiseration. ch. Finally she fell into reflection. But he would make it a point not to speak again to the girl. A stout female stood in the aperture, an oil lamp in her hand.
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