She approached Ruth with open arms; and something in the way the child came into that kindly embrace hurt the older woman to the point of tears. Already she missed all of her fine things, her linens and leather bound books. The mere enumeration of the obstacles that existed would have deterred any spirit less daring than Sheppard's from even hazarding the attempt. ’ A scowl crossed the lady’s face. The race began once more; but this time Ruth knew that there would be no escape. "Do you mean to tell me he's come and gone in an hour? What the devil kind of a father is he?" Spurlock shook his head. Ashen blonde, a shade that would never excite the cynical commentary which men applied to certain types of blondes.
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