The poor fellow's half smothered. After an affectionate parting with Winifred, Thames was conducted by the
carpenter to his sleeping apartment—a comfortable cosy chamber; such a one, in
short, as can only be met with in the country, with its dimity-curtained bed, its
sheets fragrant of lavender, its clean white furniture, and an atmosphere
breathing of freshness. The idea of Ruth as a
talisman against misfortune—which he now recognized as a sick man's idea—
faded as his appreciation of the absurd reasserted itself. The thought caused him an odd kind of pang—of pity, naturally. Then enter Mr. ’
‘Can you prove it?’ demanded Hilary. “You’re kidding, right?”
“Not kidding at all. I desire, Sir, you'll recollect yourself.
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