Ruth peeped out of the window over Carol 's shoulder . `` He reminds me of somebody , '' she said absently , `` but I ca n't think who it is . Of course , I have never seen him before . What a good face he has ! '' `` He is as good as he looks , '' said Carol , enthusiastically . `` Next to Father , Mr. Swift is the nicest man in the world . I have always been quite a pet of his . His wife is dead , and so is his only daughter . She was a lovely girl and died only two years ago . It nearly broke Mr. Swift 's heart . And he has lived alone ever since in that great big house up at the head of Warner Street , the one you admired so , Ruth , the last time we were uptown . There 's the bell for the second time , Mary ca n't have heard it . I 'll go myself . '' As Carol showed the caller into the room , Ruth rose to leave and thus came face to face with him . Mr. Swift started perceptibly . `` Mr. Swift , this is my school friend , Miss Mannering , '' said Carol . Mr. Swift seemed strangely agitated as he took Ruth 's timidly offered hand . `` My dear young lady , '' he said hurriedly , `` I am going to ask you what may seem a very strange question . What was your mother 's name ? '' `` Agnes Hastings , '' answered Ruth in surprise .
And then Carol really thought that Mr. Swift had gone crazy , XXXXX he drew Ruth into his arms and kissed her .
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