Ruth felt his hand grow cold as it slipped from hers. Chapter XXI HER SISTER’S SECRET “I think,” Lady Ferringhall said, “that you are talking very foolishly. The evenings were beginning to draw out, and it would not be dark for an hour. " "No doubt," he replied. “Who, me? I scare you?” He asked. Come and help me pack. The house was redolent with the smells of cinnamon baking and the stuffed turkey and marinated pork roast.
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