”
“I thought I was old enough,” she gasped, between laughter and crying. This was the first young man who had
drawn from her something more than speculative interest. I’m sorry. Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples, for I am sick of love. Satisfied with his scrutiny, he returned, despatched Abraham and Obadiah to the
northwest corner of the church, placed Quilt behind a buttress near the porch,
and sheltered himself behind one of the mighty elms. But though
the breach was large enough to admit him below, he could not squeeze his bulky
person through the aperture into the Red Room. That there would eventually be a lover Ruth knew; and she waited his
appearance upon the scene, waited with an impatience which was both personal
and literary. “Then—then
we can talk things out. ‘Do you think I am afraid of a sword in the hand of a slip of a girl?’
For answer, Melusine lunged at him.
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