Personally, however, I doubt if—’ ‘Charvill?’ interrupted Gerald without ceremony, all his senses at once on the alert. Every now and then she fingered an ornament, moved a piece of furniture, or rearranged some draperies. “I’m only arguing against your position of what a woman should be, and trying to get it clear in my own mind. After he was gone in the morning, Ruth would steal into the study and hurriedly read what he had written the previous night. She walked down the station approach, past the neat, obtrusive offices of the coal merchant and the house agent, and so to the wicket-gate by the butcher’s shop that led to the field path to her home.
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