He went by another name then,—Rykhart Scherprechter I think he called himself. His arm fell to his side. The moment he was out in the hall, Ruth sat up hugging and rocking her body in delight. Courtlaw, is it not,” she remarked, with lifted eyebrows. ” “But how?” He was, she thought, a little too insistent. He was accompanied by a young man of about seven-and-twenty, who carried his easel, set it in its place, laid the canvass upon it, opened the paint box, took out the brushes and palette, and, in short, paid him the most assiduous attention. Jack could hardly be accounted good-looking: Thames, on the contrary, was one of the handsomest boys possible. He took a handful of almonds and raisins that she held out to him—for both these young people had given up the practice of going out for luncheon—and kept her hand for a moment to kiss her finger-tips. All our fraternity are afraid of him; but I laugh at his threats.
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