I have been the vicomte’s secretary, remember. She was given a glimpse of his soul. He moved, after quiet intervals, with a quick little movement, and ever and again stroked his small mustache and coughed a selfconscious cough. You’ll end there one day, mark my words. To Ruth the thought of Hartford no longer projected upon her vision a city of spires and houses and tree-lined streets. John turned toward the short staircase as she alit upon the first creaky step.
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