" "For a bit of kindness?" Ruth was plainly bewildered. 6. He beheld a tall gaunt man, his brown face corrugated like a winter's road, grim, stony. Father and daughter regarded each other warily, each more than a little insecure with the other. Was she interested in that young ass who was risking his bones over there in the city? They had come up on the same boat. Taken altogether, his physiognomy resembled one of those vagabond heads which Murillo delighted to paint, and for which Guzman d'Alfarache, Lazarillo de Tormes, or Estevanillo Gonzalez might have sat:—faces that almost make one in love with roguery, they seem so full of vivacity and enjoyment. In the artificial light her skin had the tint and lustre of a yellow pearl.
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