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” Sebastian drove on. Shari proceeded to paint, brush, dust, slather, and blot Lucy’s face with makeup. The mortal youth in him, then, was fascinated, the thinker, the poet; from all sides Ruth attacked him, innocently. ’ ‘Forgive me, but if that is the case, I don’t quite see why you should run away. So, in broken, rather breathless phrases, he told his story; and when he had done, he laid his arms upon the table and bent his head to them. "Mercy on us! what have I said!" cried the attendant, greatly alarmed by the agitation of her mistress; "do sit down, your ladyship, while I run for the ratifia and rosa solis. No matter. A father is in debt, we'll say. If I were to marry you now I should feel a dependent being all my life—a sort of parasitical creature without blood or muscle.
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