She had no place she loved. "Will he live?" asked Ruth. His face was half hidden under a freshly pipeclayed sola topee—sun-helmet. Recognising the handwriting, he glanced swiftly at the signature, and uttering an explosive curse, cast the paper from him. “Gods,” she said, at last, “I’ve done it this time!” “Well!” She took up the neat morocco purse, opened it, and examined the contents. Innumerable little puzzles were instantly solved. ‘I’ll get the key,’ said Roding, turning abruptly.
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