" The feminine vanities in Ruth were quiescent; nothing had ever occurred in her life to tingle them into action. ’ ‘Lucilla,’ gasped Hilary, his cheeks reddening with wrath. She remained by the door until the walls of the city swallowed the bobbing lantern. ‘He arst me to find him someone who might go with you.
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