“Everything very nice, I am sure,” Miss Stanley murmured to Capes as he steered her to a place upon the little sofa before the fire. He was tall, nearly six feet, and from his stature it was clear that he spent some spare time working on his physique. He was walking listlessly along, well-dressed, debonnair, good-looking. Nor is Theresa, or even Thérèse. Her father was holding her waist, smiling. Spurlock snatched the check out of Ruth's hands and ran to the window.
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