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‘The wretch said nothing to anyone. “You shall go,” he declared. I’ve muddled all this business. He carried a cane and a silk hat with a mourning-band in one gray-gloved hand; his frock-coat and trousers were admirable; his handsome face, his black mustache, his prominent brow conveyed an eager solicitude. ’ It was thus in stony silence that the pair traversed the short distance to Stratton Street, where Roding knocked on the major’s door and entered a pleasant woodpanelled hall, with his prisoner firmly in tow. “I thought I was just up against Morningside Park and father, but it’s the whole order of things—the whole blessed order of things. He flung Ruth aside, careless whether she fell or not. 8.
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