‘Well?’ she said. She had a nut-brown skin, a swarthy upper lip, a merry black eye, a prominent bust, and a tun-like circumference of waist. She had one idea, she found, very clear in her mind—that she would get a Research Scholarship, and so contrive another year in the laboratory. ” The tired woman sat still for a moment. Nab and Quilt to the door! Jack, you are my prisoner. ’ He held out his hand to help the girl descend. How little he knew about Ruth—the background from which she had sprung! He knew that her father was a missioner, that her mother was dead, that she had been born on this island, and that, at the time of his collapse, she had been on the way to an aunt in the States. “I wonder,” she began, presently, “why I love you—and love you so much?.
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