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BOBBIE, GENERAL MANAGER
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Ruth. She slunk quietly upstairs. And when I discovered I was quite alone, I drew a long breath. Then I got up, gathered the poor socks that had caused so much trouble together in a pile and put them back into my work-bag.
I didn't go down to supper that night. Alec knocked on my bedroom door about nine o'clock, and came in.
"Please put the household check-book on my desk," he said shortly; "I will take charge of it hereafter."
"Very well," I replied, perfectly calm; and a thick heavy curtain fell quietly down between Alec and me like the curtain after the last act at the theatre.
