"But I'm a blackguard, too, Ruth. βIs that all you have to say?β Michelle challenged her. A thin mist lay on the river, giving the few craft moving about in it a ghostly look. She had fallen asleep on the wooden bed, uncaring of lice or bedbugs. β The tall young man dropped his eye-glass and smiled. He was always forgetting that his tummy was fifty-four years old. A time may come when this little chap will need my aid, and, depend upon it, he shall never want a friend in Owen Wood. She could run away from him, if she wished, as she had run away from her father; she could carry out the original adventure. βI am very glad that you have come here.
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