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For I really do not believe you are at fault in this matter which has been brought to my notice." "No, Mrs. Tellingham?" asked Ruth, curiously. "I have only a question to ask you. Have you lost something something that might have been entrusted to you for another person? Some letter, for instance?" The color flashed into Ruth's face.
What can be finer than September when she is in a good-humor? The two first days of Ruth's visit were unalloyed enjoyment. It seemed like a sudden return to the old life with Lady Deyncourt, when the round of country visits regularly succeeded the season in London. Of Mr. Alwynn she saw little or nothing. He was buried in the newly discovered charters.
At this Mr Blumenthal bounced forward from a corner where he had been spying and shook hands hilariously. "Vell! and how it goes!" he cried. Rex saw Ruth's face as she turned away, and stepping to her side, he whispered, "Friend of yours?"
There was no outer sign of the young Ferdinand's inward disturbance. "I am afraid," he said, resolute to draw her into talk with himself if he could, though it were only for a moment, "I am afraid that I have made Mr. Eld very angry." Ruth's brown eyes took a half-smiling charge of Sennacherib's surly figure.
It was four stories high, with an attic, and rose to almost the same height as the fifth floor of the apartment house, owing, no doubt, to its ceilings being somewhat higher. In the sloping roof of the attic were three small dormer windows, facing the court, but the nearest one was perhaps twenty feet from the window of Ruth's room, in a horizontal direction, and some eight or ten feet above it.
"No," she said, "not now, but I thought that I'd like to wear that afterward, you know." A shadow crossed Ruth's face and her lips tightened. "Don't, dear," said Miss Ainslie, gently. "Do you think he would think it was indelicate if if my neck were bare then?" "Who, Miss Ainslie?" "Carl. Would he think it was wrong if I wore that afterward, and my neck and shoulders showed?
"No; my blessed Nell came with us to the door, and most dreadfully did he want to come in. I should have let him in, only I knew by Ruth's face she thought it awful; but he would have enjoyed the evening. Nell does enjoy new things." "There is no special sensation about Bible verses. I presume they would have palled on him before the evening was over." This was said in Ruth's coldest tones.
"It was my fault," declared Arline contritely. "I was shouting, 'Ruth's father found at last! at the top of my voice. Grace told me to subside." "Perhaps she only heard that much," comforted Elfreda, trying to be a little more hopeful. "Suppose she tells Ruth," suggested Arline nervously. Grace's eyes met those of her friend's in genuine alarm.
Soft little breezes came tiptoeing along the water from fragrant nooks ashore and stopped in their course to kiss Ruth's face as she lay content and lovely among the scarlet cushions, reading the eloquent message of Larry Holiday's gray eyes. They did not talk much. They were both a little afraid of words.
Alwynn's interest, and consequently a good deal of Ruth's, had centred in the new heir, who was so difficult to find, and who ultimately turned up from the other end of nowhere just when people were beginning to despair of his ever turning up at all. And now that he had come, would he make the crooked straight? Would the new broom sweep clean?
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