‘Hilary, you must stop referring to mademoiselle as “she”. Henceforth Ruth would closely observe her fellow women and note the hang of their skirts. In privacy he read and reread it a dozen times, and eventually destroyed it by fire. His deduction was correct that the beauty of Ruth Enschede could not remain hidden long even on a forgotten isle. She loved the market, the horses trotting about, the bishops forced to be on the same road with old washer-women, the fools begging for a Florin or a ducat. He was scarcely concealed when he heard the horsemen, who perceived they had overshot their mark, ride back. Then she reverted to the trousers. Gerald liked her enormously. Spurling attended him as his nurse, and, under her care, he speedily revived. She was slowed down by the icy wind that punctuated itself in screams around houses and trees.
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