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Hichens, Robert Smythe, 1864-1950

"A Spirit in Prison"

'I saw his head,' she answered.
'He's there and he's not asleep. Poor boy, in all this rain!' Ruffo
has been ill with fever, as I told you, and when Vere said that I
remembered it at once."
"Had you told Vere yet?" interposed Artois.
"No. But I did then. Emile, she showed an agitation that--well, it was
almost strange, I think. She begged me to make him come into the house
and spend the night there, safe from the wind and the rain."
"And you did, of course?"
"Yes. He was looking very pale and shaky. The men let him come. They
were nice and sympathetic. I think they are fond of the boy."
"Ruffo seems to know how to attract people to him."
"Yes."
"And so Vere played the mother to Ruffo?"
"Yes. I never saw that side of her before. She was a woman then.
Eventually Ruffo slept with Gaspare."
"And how did Gaspare accept the situation?"
"Better than I should have expected. I think he likes Ruffo
personally, though he is inclined to be suspicious and jealous of any
strangers who come into our lives.


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