“You are very kind,” she said hesitatingly, “but I don’t remember—I don’t think that I know you, do I?” “I am afraid that you do not,” he admitted, with a smile which he meant to be encouraging. There was no disgust in Ruth's heart, only an infinite pity; for only the pitiful understand. Such was the simple code that displayed itself in all his thoughts. The doctor smoked his pipe thoughtfully. Besides, the sun had gone in and it looked like rain. A girl of fifteen or sixteen gave her a handbill that she regarded as a tract until she saw “Votes for Women” at the top. ’ ‘Yes, it’s all my fault,’ he agreed soothingly, ‘and you may rail at me presently as much as you please. I’m sorry. He paid the cab, and turned to follow her. He thrust out a rhetorical hand. What matters it? My servant, he is wounded—and by a Frenchman, if you wish to make an arrest. It was Annabel’s.
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