It was the girl. Guns were impossible. I wanted to talk to you before when you first came to live here two years ago, but I never did. Her lips came together with an expression between contentment and the faintest shadow of a smile, her manner was one of quiet reserve, and behind this mask she was wildly discontented and eager for freedom and life. There it was—to be borrowed. I would be the kidnapper, of course, but we would forge ransom notes and exchange monies so that it appeared you were taken by brigands or plotters against the Iovelli family. The others hurried to the window. Already he was dramatizing Ruth, involving her, now in some pearl thieving adventure, now in some impossible tale of a white goddess. That’s probably true. “Better state of mind,” she gasped.
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