” His shoulders relaxed. I’ve no name for it yet. ’ ‘Did no one know, then?’ ‘No, for the vicomte, we learned later, wrote to General Lord Charvill in pursuit of his sister. Anna failed in her painting, our money was gone, and she was forced to earn her own living. It was Sunday evening—a soft delicious evening, and, from the happy, cheerful look of the house, none would have dreamed of the dismal tragedy so lately acted within its walls. ’ ‘Yes, that is Mr Brewis Charvill, as you have found out for me. His interest was divided: while his ears drank in the sounds, his glance constantly roved from Ruth to the performer and back to Ruth. “She has lost something,” he declared, “something which brought the men in crowds around the stage at the ‘Ambassador’s.
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