‘Good, good—and not before time,’ muttered Roding, glancing round again. So he sharpened a score of pencils, and after fiddling about and rewriting the last page he had written the previous night, he plunged into work. McClintock laughed as he gave the letter to Ruth. The joy that filled her veins with throbbing fire urged her to rise and go swinging and whirling and dipping. She wouldn't be able to pass by anywhere without folks turning their heads. “He’s quite the inventor. You knew me in Paris. CHAPTER XI.
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