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He wiped the sweat from his chin and forehead. Arrived at the audience-chamber, he set down the light upon a stand, threw open the door, and announced in a loud voice, but with the perfect intonation of the person he represented,—"Sir Rowland Trenchard. And not on Melusine’s account, but to see Prudence, who had no use for a cavalier. Kneebone," she added, with a glance at that gentleman, which was meant to speak daggers, "will do as he pleases. " This frankness rather subdued Spurlock. He knew that at this moment Ruth lay upon her bed in torment, for she was by nature tender; and the reaction of her scathing words, no matter how justifiable, would be putting scars on her soul. \"No, what?\" She said. “It’s glorious good!” “Suppose now—look at this long snow-slope and then that blue deep beyond —do you see that round pool of color in the ice—a thousand feet or more below? Yes? Well, think—we’ve got to go but ten steps and lie down and put our arms about each other. What you said wanted saying. “I like your brother better than any other man I know,” Anna said at last. Why should she trouble herself over that young fool, who was nothing to her; who, when he eventually sobered up, would not be able to recognize her, or if he did, as something phantasmagorical? Perhaps he should not apply the term "fool"; "unfortunate" might be the more accurate application.
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