She met him by the dugout after the game. The recollection of the forlorn and loveless years—stirred into consciousness by the unexpected confrontation—bent her as the high wind bends the water-reed. But he was not a father one could make much of. She helped herself to the remainder of the slightly congealed bacon, and reverted to the problem of getting her luggage out of the house. His arms slipped around her waist as they were on the doorstep and he kissed her lips sweetly. I wish I could get you to imitate Thames Darrell. She almost sprang to her feet. ] CHAPTER VIII Slowly Ruth entered her own room. ’ He took his seat next to her, waving the fulminating captain towards the tray.
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