Then she examined with curiosity some knick-knacks upon a small round table by her side. His tone was kind and sympathetic. She seemed bursting with the desire to talk, and watching for her opportunity. He felt that he might soon be separated—perhaps, for ever—from the fond little creature he held in his arms, whom he had always regarded with the warmest fraternal affection, and the thought of how much she would suffer from the separation so sensibly affected him, that he could not help joining in her grief. " "For mercy's sake, go on!" cried Winifred. Squads reached to the very portal of that centre of disturbance. . In the presence of the husband of his mistress Rollo was always dignifiedly cheerful, but he never leaped or cavorted as he did when alone with Ruth. The latter began to heave himself up from the sand.
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