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"If I hadn't just left him, I could have sworn it was Mrs. The plank hung over his head. He played for an hour—Grieg, Chopin, Rubenstein, Liszt, crashing music. If there were any pearls, none came into the light. “What made you marry him? What made you leave Paris without a word to any one? What made you and your sister exchange identities?” “There is one answer to all those questions, Nigel,” she said, with a nervous little shudder. 'Slife! you are wonderfully altered. Between herself and yonder evil mind she had the strongest buckler God could give—love. But I vowed that Ruth should never suffer the way I did—and do. There was no broken faith—not even any question of anything of the sort. "I'll be their substitute. I've a shrewd guess where he's taken refuge; but I'll ferret him out. At first she thought that the woman was just a servant.
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