Still, it was rather terrible
to suspect that one had fallen from grace, but nevertheless the thing was
possible. A dozen books
lay upon the counterpane. All his interest in Ruth, all his care and
solicitude, could now be translated into a single word—love. ’
Lucilla Froxfield laughed gaily. I want you to be my
wife. Wood's anxiety respecting the fugitive was speedily relieved by hearing
another waterman busy himself in preparation for starting; and, shortly after, the
dip of a second pair of oars sounded upon the river. Superimposed was the agitating thought of what would follow the death of this
unwelcome guest: confusion, poking authorities, British and American red tape. His red hair marked him, cut short into
a round shape that had the texture of a Brillo pad. ” She had not seen or heard
from a single one of them since. Milky sunlight spilled on the floor. She put a
stool for him at a little distance from her own, and after he had seen the day’s
work he hesitated, and then plunged into a resumption of their discussion about
beauty.
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