That a longing of hers should be realized in this strange fashion was difficult to believe: it vaguely suggested something of a trap. She was pleased and a little flattered by his interest and sympathy. “There is something to be said for the lady-like theory after all,” she admitted. "I have not many days,—perhaps, not many hours to live. The dress of the dwarfish Jew was not, however, favourable to this expedient. Maggot, as well as her companion Edgeworth Bess, was showily dressed; nor did either of them disdain the aid supposed to be lent to a fair skin by the contents of the patchbox. The ledge, along which he crawled, was about a foot wide. Disappointment flickered in Gerald’s chest, and he did not hesitate to speak his mind, unable to help a reproachful note. ‘Can you not open it?’ she cried. My poor Hoddy! I had to talk harshly, or break down and have hysterics. And listen, John. "What is it?" "Can't you see? Together, down there; you and I!… As my wife! Both of us, never to be lonely again!… Will you marry me, Ruth?" As many a wiser woman had done, Ruth mistook thrilling eagerness for love.
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