III. " "I'll bet she still smells to heaven with sour coconut. Capes, do you think. The particulars of her engagement were very clear in her memory. “Too much sensibility and too cold a heart. "Why can't I?" "You will be compromised. Every now and then her general presence became radiantly dazzling in his eyes; she would appear in the street coming toward him, a surprise, so fine and smiling and welcoming was she, so expanded and illuminated and living, in contrast with his mere expectation. 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. ’ *** Mrs Chalkney, a long-time friend of the late Mrs Alderley, had been delighted to oblige that lady’s son.
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