His wife's portrait had been removed from the walls, and the place it had occupied was only to be known by the cord by which it had been suspended. Not since she had discovered it had Ruth touched or opened the mission Bible; but to-night (the same upon which the wonderful manuscripts started on their long and circuitous voyage to America) she was inexplicably drawn to it. ‘Do not beg my pardon. She uttered a little ejaculative note of joy and rushed to the bed. And immeasurable was the calm evolved from this knowledge. “Why would she do that? Why does she care? That’s a waste of her time. When any violent outrage was committed,—and such matters were of daily, sometimes hourly, occurrence,—a bell, the rope of which descended into the hall, brought the whole of the turnkeys to their assistance. Where was the message? Where was Gerald? Until he came back, what was there for her to do? Eh bien, it made no sense to do anything. Painting is only one slender branch of the great tree. Jonathan, however, was nowhere to be seen. ‘Playing games to tease me, that’s all he can think of doing. . Our quarrel's quite over. ’ She sipped at the liquid in her glass, but her eyes remained fixed, rather unnervingly, on Gerald.
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