'What an extraordinary meeting!' said Tom. 'I should never have dreamed
of seeing you two together here.'
'Quite accidental,' John was heard to murmur.
'Exactly,' cried Tom; 'that's what I mean, you know. If it wasn't
accidental, there would be nothing remarkable in it.'
'To be sure,' said John.
'Such an out-of-the-way place for you to have met in,' pursued Tom,
quite delighted. 'Such an unlikely spot!'
John rather disputed that. On the contrary, he considered it a very
likely spot, indeed. He was constantly passing to and fro there, he
said. He shouldn't wonder if it were to happen again. His only wonder
was, that it had never happened before.
By this time Ruth had got round on the farther side of her brother, and
had taken his arm. She was squeezing it now, as much as to say 'Are you
going to stop here all day, you dear, old, blundering Tom?'
Tom answered the squeeze as if it had been a speech. 'John,' he said,
'if you'll give my sister your arm, we'll take her between us, and walk
on. I have a curious circumstance to relate to you. Our meeting could
not have happened better.
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