“I may seem unduly— anxious. I can’t help it. Still, in spite of her glances and gestures, Mr. “It jars. But although startled and clearly afraid, there was no self-consciousness in her gaze and she was standing her ground. Wood then led the way up a rather high and, according to modern notions, incommodious flight of steps, and introduced his guest to a neat parlour, the windows of which were darkened by pots of flowers and creepers. I wonder if she has any idea how oddly beautiful she is?" Ruth at that precise moment was engaged by a relative wonder. But you have not finished surely. 82 She was putting a manuscript away, gingerly locking its heavy tooled cover, but it was a huge, awkward tome.
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