She flushed with desire and happiness, her husband had returned to her and all would be aright. . He had been dreaming of Ruth—an old recurrency of that dream he had had in Canton, of Ruth leading him to the top of the mountain. It was very pretty and very dainty while it lasted, but we played it with our eyes open, and we perfectly understood the game—both of us. She was perplexed by this, and stood for some seconds in the empty street hesitating, until the appearance of another circumspect woman under the street lamp at the corner reassured her. And it’s no use thinking he’d stop her. gutenberg.
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