She was a lone white woman, therefore marked. Ruth flashed in and out of the sunshine; and he took note of the radiant nimbus above her head each time the sunshine touched her hair. Her mouth was an effective tourniquet. "Do not—do not!" "He must!" thundered Jonathan, "or he goes to jail. Her eyes still had the fevered glow of sickness, yet she seemed in perfect health. She produced from the depths of her pride the ugly investigatory note of the modern district visitor.
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