Now we
meet again, and you will scarcely look at me. "Why do you laugh?" she asked gravely. It was a charming sight to watch the motions of her tiny fingers as she pursued
her task; and though the posture she adopted was not the most favourable that
might have been chosen for the display of her sylphlike figure, there was
something in her attitude, and the glow of her countenance, lighted up by the
mellow radiance of the setting sun falling upon her through the panes of the little
dormer-window, that seemed to the youth inexpressibly beautiful. Ruth was inflammable; she would always be flaring up swiftly, in pity, in
tenderness, in anger; she would always be answering impulses, without seeking
to weigh or to analyse them. ’
‘Dieu du ciel,’ burst from mademoiselle as she jumped up. "Rot, weren't they?"
"No. "
"No," said Ruth, pulling back. And you don’t know what led to our separation. ”
“I am very glad,” he answered, in a low tone. She is your sister, and God knows I wish her none. “No, I am alone,” she answered. ”
“It is,” Annabel answered shortly. . At the Palazzo she had been confined to her own
sunny windowed quarters most of the time, but she had
the entire run of the inside of the manor.
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