"It is not too late to repair the wrong I have done my nephew," cried Trenchard. He had been dreaming of Ruth—an old recurrency of that dream he had had in Canton, of Ruth leading him to the top of the mountain. " "Back!" cried Rowland. ” She rolled over on her face, and stuffed her fingers in her ears to shut out the rhythm from her mind. A few feet away, across the low vases of pink and white roses, sat Annabel, more beautiful to-night perhaps than ever before in her life.
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