’ The girl glanced up the road and turned back, annoyance in her face. Here was Ruth Enschede—sick of love! Love—something the world would always keep hidden from her, at least human love. Besides, he might hear things. Her cheeks seemed to burn, her veins ran riot, and her heart was beating so fast that she was sure he must feel it through his scarlet coat.
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