A door led to the inner room; and it was evident from the peals of merriment, and other noises, that, ever and anon, resounded from within, that this chamber was occupied by the Marquis and his friends. “I think we are growing sensible,” he said. She was trying by some wonderful, secret, and motionless gymnastics to restrain her tears. “Earning a salary!” “You’re like a Princess in Exile!” he repeated, overruling her. He had been ill; no matter about that: he recollected every thought that had led up to it and every act that had consummated the deed. Through a blur of tears Ruth followed the rocking light until it vanished. They took their places at a distant table. ’ She allowed herself to be pulled to the centre of the room, but uttered in a low tone, full of suppressed anxiety, ‘How can he know? How can he know?’ ‘You mean how can he know that this is your house?’ Melusine looked up at him, distress in her eyes.
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