"for she is here.
She had a fancy to look at her old room. I was there with her when
you arrived. I have a fancy now to give an order to my chauffeur. _A
bientot!_"

Arnold rose slowly to his feet. His heart was beginning to beat
fiercely. He was looking across the room with straining eyes. It was
not possible that clothes and health could make so great a
difference as this! She was standing upon the threshold of her room.
She was coming now slowly towards him, leaning ever so slightly upon
her stick. Her cheeks were touched with pink, her eyes were lit with
so soft and wonderful a brilliance that they shone like stars. He
forgot her fashionable hat, the quiet elegance of her clothes. It
was Ruth who came towards him--Ruth, radiantly beautiful,
transformed--yet Ruth! He held out his arms and with a little sob
she glided into them.

Side by side they took their accustomed places upon the horse-hair
sofa. Her head sank upon his shoulder, her hands clasped his, her
eyes were wet with tears. A siren blew from the river. A little tug,
with two barges lashed alongside, was coming valiantly along. The
dark coil of water seemed suddenly agleam with quivering lights.

"Our ships," she whispered, "together, dear!"

THE END

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E. Phillips Oppenheim's Novels

Mr. Oppenheim never fails to entertain us.--_Boston Transcript_.

The author has acquired an admirable technique of the sort demanded
by the novel of intrigue and mystery.--_The Dial_, Chicago.

Mr. Oppenheim is a past master of the art of constructing ingenious
plots and weaving them around attractive characters.--_London
Morning Post_.

By all odds the most successful among the writers of that class of
fiction which, for want of a better term, may be called "mystery
stories."--_Ainslee's Magazine_.

Readers of Mr. Oppenheim's novels may always count on a story of
absorbing interest, turning on a complicated plot, worked out with
dexterous craftsmanship.--_Literary Digest_, New York.

We do not stop to inquire into the measure of his art, any more than
we inquire into that of Alexandre Dumas, we only realize that here
is a benefactor of tired men and women seeking relaxation.--_The
Independent_, New York.

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Havoc
A brilliant and engrossing story of love, mystery, and international
intrigue.

Peter Ruff and the Double Four
Deals with the exploits of a shrewd detect