Tears sprang to her eyes. We can’t. The telegram reminded Ann Veronica that she had no place for interviews except her bed-sitting-room, and she sought her landlady and negotiated hastily for the use of the ground floor parlor, which very fortunately was vacant. As she did so the preparation-room door opened behind her. "You are Ruth?" "Yes," said Ruth, stirred by anger and bitterness and astonishment. She recognized him as the man who had blundered into the wrong room. “Very well,” said her father. He had a quick, shrewd, merry eye, and a look in which duplicity was agreeably veiled by good humour. She had thought—What had she thought? That this dependence of women was but an illusion which needed only to be denied to vanish. Of late, however, his plotting had assumed a more dark and dangerous complexion.
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