CHAPTER VIII

INTIMATE TRUTHS He went straight back into the drawing-room. Ruth was waiting for him. But he would not have it out here. He stood in the doorway. 'I'm going up. I'll come in and see you for a moment.' The words were of vast importance and they both knew it. For many years--ever since his illness indeed--he had not been near her room. She said 'All right,' and then, as she passed him, rested for a moment her hand on his shoulder. She said, smiling, 'You _were_ funny to-night.' She kissed his cheek lightly. Then add…