Beautiful is the girl of twelve,—who is neither
child nor woman, but something between both, something more exquisite than
either!
Such was the fairy creature presented to Thames Darrell, under the following
circumstances. "
He had now gained the high road. “Who took care of you after she died?”
“My father. "My father!" she whispered. "
"He couldn't help it, Ruth. You have converted me to—Lester Ward! You are
my dear friend, you are a slip of a girl, but there are moments when my head has
been on your breast, when your heart has been beating close to my ears, when I
have known you for the goddess, when I have wished myself your slave, when I
have wished that you could kill me for the joy of being killed by you.
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