“I do not know what you mean,” he said, “but if you are referring to any little coolness since our marriage let us never speak of it again. In Paddington. And the infernal thought of that kiss returned—the softness of her lips and the cool smoothness of her cheeks. ’ ‘I do not marry a man who makes me a threat like this,’ she flashed. She was perhaps as near tears as ever before in her life. Still, her face never betrayed this distraction. I shall only pray that I may reward you for all your goodness to me. So Ruth took another step toward her destination, which we in our vanity call destiny.
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