”
“There are some French customs,” he declared, “which are admirable. The cloth was removed, and
Wood, drawing the table as near the window as possible—for it was getting dusk
—put on his spectacles, and opened that sacred volume from which the best
consolation in affliction is derived, and left the lovers—for such they may now
be fairly termed—to their own conversation. I will neither stir hand nor foot for you more. You cannot draw. I have come thirteen thousand miles for this young fellow;
I'm ready to go galloping thirteen thousand more. He deserves none. Piano
wire, stained with black rust from the horrible deeds she
had committed. "
"A novelist?" cried Ruth, thrilling. He temporized, and the girl raised her eyes once
more to his.
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