For some time he
could not stir, but felt sick and exhausted. Somewhere in the world would be his people, perhaps his mother; and it might
soften the bitterness, of the return to consciousness if he found a woman at his
bedside. She had need of a devoted
cavalier and Jack had proved eminently valuable. Ruth, without suspecting it, had fallen upon a fundamental truth: that each and
every book fitted into the scheme of human moods and intelligence. Got detained in the City,
and——”
Then he met the fixed, breathless gaze of those wonderful eyes from the other
side of the table, and he, too, broke off in the middle of his sentence. I could always
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tell right away whether my new foster home was going to
be good or bad. A dry cough's the trumpeter of
death.
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