Ruth was not a woman; she was a phenomenon. You can’t look me in the eyes and say you don’t care for me. She made noises between weeping and laughter as she went. Wood, now more buxom and more gorgeously arrayed than ever,—as well as a young and beautiful female, in whom he was at no loss to recognise the carpenter's daughter.
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