" And he raised it in his arms. “Bad hemorrhage,” he said. The young man had knocked over the siphon. His complexion was pale; and there was something sinister in the expression of his large black eyes. CHAPTER XVIII. How plainly he could see the patch of garden in the summer sunshine and the white hollyhocks nodding above the picket fence! ***** Ruth sat waiting for the half hour, subconsciously.
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