“Thank Heaven, they are bringing the hors
d’oeuvres. Slowly and ruefully she realized
why marriage was so idealized among her generations of
those before her. Her hair was of the darkest brown, and finest texture; and,
when unloosed, hung down to her heels. Ruth stared into the painted face, now sundrily cracked by the coursing tears. She
was perhaps three-and-twenty, and very pink and healthy-looking, showing a
great deal of white and rounded neck above her business-like but altogether
feminine blouse, and a good deal of plump, gesticulating forearm out of her
short sleeve. The fascination of the idea of throwing
himself upon his knees and crying out all that was in his heart! As his eyes began
to focus objects, he saw one of her arms extended upon the counterpane, in his
direction, the hand clenched tightly. Maybe it’s his loss. A faint gleam of returning colour gave her at
once a more natural appearance. G. Sheppard remained dissolved in tears.
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