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Even in this dread moment Ruth was conscious of a pathetic interest in the scattering pencils. “You ought at once—you ought at once to have told her that. I've sent for the priest. I proceeded to Manchester, to investigate the matter further, and when there ascertained, beyond a doubt, that you were the eldest daughter of Sir Montacute Trenchard. “So Cheveney was her friend, you think, eh?” he remarked. That is good. His curiosity put itself into a question. Without stopping to inquire into the cause of their mirth, or even to ask the names of his guests, the worthy carpenter shook hands with the one-eyed chapmen, slapped Mr. “My hand! This isn’t the place. It was not simply that all the rooms were rearranged and everybody dressed in unusual fashions, and all the routines of life abolished and put away: people’s tempers and emotions also seemed strangely disturbed and shifted about. Help! help!" But her cries were unheeded. Lord Charvill champed upon an invisible bit for a moment or two, closing the gap between himself and the girl, and muttering the name to himself in an overwrought sort of way.
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