He walked on for an hour longer, till he could scarcely drag one leg after another. She walked straight across to the wardrobe and opened it. Even in her painting smock and with her disarranged hair, the likeness between the two girls was marvellous. She stared at him. ] CHAPTER VIII Slowly Ruth entered her own room. But the letter, written in his son’s own hand, and addressed to the Mother Abbess of the Convent of the Sisters of Wisdom near Blaye in the district of Santonge, dated a little over five years previously, exercised a powerful effect upon him. People hounded him about the disappearances mercilessly for weeks after the concert, first the police, then the Becks, then people from school. ” She was silent, and in the gloom of the dimly lit apartment he could not see her face.
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