” For a time there seemed no comfort for her even in Capes. " "A child!" thought Wood; it must be the fugitive Darrell. Five minutes ago, his butler had entered the green saloon, an austere apartment, with dark forest-green wallpaper flocked with a swirling design, and heavy mahogany furniture. "Leave the room," interposed Kneebone, angrily. Who but you would have dreamed of giving the boy such a name? Why, it's the name of a river, not a Christian. And I’m off to America, and if my steamer goes to the bottom of the Atlantic I’ll thank the Lord for it. "Time to dress for dinner," said Ruth from behind the curtain.
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