Her eyes glistened in the darkness—for light was only admitted through a small grated window—like flames, and, as she fixed them on him, their glances seemed to penetrate his very soul. She hissed in a breath and his eyes met hers. ” There was a moment’s silence. And I'll answer for it, she'll never say a syllable to annoy you again. It is true that I do not love Ruth; but I swear to you, before the God of my fathers, that she shall never know it!" "I'll be getting along.
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