But never mind that," said McClintock grinning as he drew the dish of bread-fruit toward him. A gaunt, powerful man: no feature of his face decided, and yet for all that it had the significance of a countenance hewn out of rock. Sydney was strumming over a new song which stood upon the piano. Ruth's gaze wandered from the printed page. Mr. She tried gentle words with him, beguiling perfumes, even slipped aphrodisiac tisanes into his soup. I asked him why, and he hadn’t a reason. It feels like too much gold-dust clutched in one’s hand.
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