It was a motor accident—a fatal motor accident the evening papers called it. They moved fast. " At this juncture, two women, very smartly attired in silk hoods and cloaks, appeared at the door of the Lodge. Fresh flowers of loveliness have budded, expanded, died. To Gerald’s eye, the refugees therefore presented a rather forlorn little group, almost huddling together and chattering in low tones in their own tongue. The person, shortly afterwards ushered into the room, seemed by the imperfect light,—for the evening was advancing, and the chamber darkened by heavy drapery,—to be a middle-sized middle-aged man, of rather vulgar appearance, but with a very shrewd aspect. "Don't think to deceive me by your false pretences. "These people are all in league with him," cried the latter. Ruth stared thoughtfully at the waiting coolies. These were seated in an imperfect semicircle about a very copper-adorned fireplace, surmounted by a carved wood inscription: “DO IT NOW.
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