"You see?" Ruth said. He hated horizons. Coarse as were the ruffian's notions of feminine beauty, he could not be insensible to the surpassing loveliness of the fair creature, who had thus solicited his attention. He is the kind of man who would much prefer a little dust in his eyes. And so your Melusine is busy trying to prove that she is the real one.
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