That boy—blind as a bat! Why, he hadn't seen the Woman until to-night! From the first chord of the Grieg concerto to the finale of the Chopin ballade, Ruth had sat tensely on the edge of her chair. It had showed up at an auction at Sotheby’s after someone had sold it. . The young lady—if she had come in here at all—had vanished. She glanced into his face. Her hair was gathered up behind, in a sort of pad, according to the then prevailing mode; and she wore a muslin cap, and pinners with crow-foot edging. She saw herself begin a slow, sinuous dance: and stop suddenly in the middle of a figure, conscious that the dance was not impromptu, her own, but native—the same dance she had quitted but a few minutes gone. Your history, your actions, nay, your very thoughts are better known to me than to your spiritual adviser. One would think that you enjoyed crawling away out of your world into hiding, with a very foolish wicked wife. His hat was placed upon one pole, his wig on another. It seemed intolerable that she should go home and admit herself beaten. He would know her address to-morrow.
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