He was ill at ease, though he would not have confessed his disquietude even to himself. “Annabel?” he exclaimed. He uttered one word over and over, monotonously: "Fool! … Fool!" But invariably the touch of Ruth's hand quieted him, and his head would cease to roll from side to side. What!— you know so little of that child? She ran away from you. His eyes were narrow with desire like a panther’s as he grinned at seeing her visibly satisfied. "Because you did not wish to hurt me?" "Yes. " "Wear that to-night, then. Her shoulders were gripped hard and a familiar voice spoke. A disagreeable young man, with red hair and a loose mouth, seated at the reporter’s table, was only too manifestly sketching her.
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