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When she saw who it was who sat in Peter Ruff's place, she gave a little cry. Perhaps after all, she had not believed that this thing would happen. "Spencer!" she cried, "Spencer! Have you really come back?" He held out his hands. "You are glad to see me?" he asked. She came slowly forward. The man rose from his place and came towards her with outstretched hands.
She was a careful, silent, painstaking player, one who carefully kept her accounts, and knew well that the monthly balance depended mainly, not on her good, but on her bad hands. She was an old friend, and an old enemy of Miss Ruff's. The two would say very spiteful things to each other, things incredible to persons not accustomed to the card-tables of Littlebath.
She seemed to read in Ruff's words the verdict of the two men the verdict of common sense. Nevertheless, he made one more request before leaving. "I should like to see Captain Sotherst, if you can get me an order," he said to Sir William. "You can go with me to-morrow morning," the lawyer answered. "The proceedings this morning, of course, were simply formal.
And grasping the two valises, he tiptoed on downstairs. His cheeks were wet, and the knowledge of that was comforting, as though it guaranteed the genuineness of his sacrifice. He lingered a little in the rooms below, to pack all the cigars he had, some papers, a crush hat, a silver cigarette box, a Ruff's Guide.
And then there was a third, and a fourth, and a fifth. Miss Ruff's example was more potent than Mr. O'Callaghan's presence in that assembly. That gentleman began to feel unhappy as there was no longer round him a crowd of listening ladies sufficient to screen from his now uninquiring eyes the delinquencies of the more eager of the sinners.
There is beastliness and depravity under his roof compared with which no chapter in the world's history is equal. "Involuntarily, when I reached my apartment, I turned into the bath-room and bathed my face and hands. It was like getting a breath of heaven after experiencing a foretaste of sheol." Contemporaneous Records and Memoranda of Interesting Cases. *Miss Ruff's Tribulations.*
"Madam," Peter Ruff said, "I should like to help you, and I will do what I can. But in order that I may do so, it is necessary that you should answer me two questions truthfully!" Her eyes grew wider. It was the face of a terrified child. "Why not?" she exclaimed. "What have I to conceal?" Peter Ruff's expression never changed.
They swarm like rats at Mother Ruff's, dancin' an' dicin, an' drinkin', an' wuss. I won't say as you don't see the quality at the concerts in the Great Room, but the low rabble well, thank the Lord they don't come my way."
Peter Ruff's farewell words were unheard. Letty had fallen forward in her chair, her head buried in her hands. Peter Ruff went to Berkeley Square and found Lady Mary waiting for him. Sir William Trencham, the great solicitor, was with her. Lady Mary introduced the two men. All the time she was anxiously watching Ruff's face. "Mr. Ruff has been to see Miss Shaw," she explained to Sir William. "Mr.
"My dear Violet," he said, "be frank with me. What is wrong?" Miss Brown turned to face her employer. Save for a greater demureness of expression and the extreme simplicity of her attire, she had changed very little since she had given up her life of comparative luxury to become Peter Ruff's secretary.
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