He knew that at this moment Ruth lay upon her bed in torment, for she was by nature tender; and the reaction of her scathing words, no matter how justifiable, would be putting scars on her soul. That's one of the troubles with young folks: they take themselves so seriously. With a rustle of her full lilac petticoats, Miss Froxfield turned back to Alderley. “You remember the man in Paris who used to follow me about—Meysey Hill they called him?” He nodded.
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