" "So do I," replied Ruth. All his interest in Ruth, all his care and solicitude, could now be translated into a single word—love. Her hand grasped it firmly, and she pushed herself forward. She drank and drank until his body was a lifeless husk, as light as a mannequin, virtually hollow of all but the fluid in his bones. “But you’re wrong. He’s been near it once or twice already. "I've lost my wager. I often think of those delightful evenings in Paris. I have been the vicomte’s secretary, remember. ‘And you!’ shrieked Melusine.
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