"Jack!" she cried, raising her head. " Thames complied. The ring's yours, and you're mine. She wondered if he was already tired of her, if he would rudely push her away as one would a prostitute. To have the present lengthen into years! But in a few hours she would be upon her way, far lonelier than she had ever been. Chapter VI A QUESTION OF IDENTIFICATION The little man with the closely-cropped beard and hair looked at her keenly through his gold eye-glasses.
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