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Hichens, Robert Smythe, 1864-1950

"A Spirit in Prison"


"Do you know anything about her?"
"Oh yes. I had a talk with Ruffo the other night. And he told me
several things."
Each time Hermione mentioned Ruffo's name it seemed to Artois that her
voice softened, almost that she gave the word a caress. He longed to
ask her something, but he was afraid to.
He would try not to interfere with Fate. But he would not hasten its
coming--if it were coming. And he knew nothing. Perhaps the anxious
suspicion which had taken up its abode in his mind, and which, without
definite reason, seemed gradually changing into conviction was
erroneous. Perhaps some day he would laugh at himself, and say to
himself, "I was mad to dream of such a thing."
"Those women often have a bad time," he said.
"Few women do not, I sometimes think."
He said nothing, and she went on rather hastily, as if wishing to
cover her last words.
"Ruffo told me something that I did not know about Peppina. His step-
father was the man who cut that cross on Peppina's face.


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