Her girl, Clarice, was ten and just as pretty as a silver bell. “Would they make her Queen?” She asked innocently. He put his free arm around her and held the censer ready; and as Ruth snuggled her cheek against his sleeve, they were, so far as intent, in each other's arms. It is queer, but men of education and good birth fall swiftest and lowest.
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