" "Perhaps, I wasn't," returned Thames, gloomily, as the remembrance of Jonathan Wild's foul insinuation crossed him. CHAPTER XIV Ruth lost the point entirely. It was a gorgeous May evening, the air redolent with the soapy purple scents of hyacinth and lilac. Ants. You had better go to bed.
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