" He then spoke authoritatively to the girl. He walked on for an hour longer, till he could scarcely drag one leg after another. About many of these houses hung a mysterious taint as of something weakly and commonly and dustily evil; the women who negotiated the rooms looked out through a friendly manner as though it was a mask, with hard, defiant eyes. Ruth was inflammable; she would always be flaring up swiftly, in pity, in tenderness, in anger; she would always be answering impulses, without seeking to weigh or to analyse them. It is very sweet of you to have waited for me. There was still the pity of understanding in Ruth's eyes. “Let us go to that little place at the back of the Palace. The veranda bamboo will be enough for me. ” She looked at him, pleading, miserable in her fancy gown. "I am no man's mistress," answered the widow, crimsoning to her temples, but preserving her meek deportment, and humble tone.
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