Her knees shook, her breath came fast, she almost felt the lurid effect of those tiny patches of rouge upon her pallor-stricken cheeks. A buxom piece, who looked, Gerald decided, as if she would be more at home in an amorous engagement in a hayloft than sitting demurely in a ballroom. She did not learn the kind of looks she had been bestowing upon him at a convent. " Animated by his insatiate desire of vengeance, he seemed to gain strength daily, —so much so, that within a fortnight after receiving his wound he was able to stir abroad. He turned, and beheld Winifred. "I leave this bowl for you," he cried, returning it to the landlord untasted. "Ruth?" Silence for a moment.
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