Ruth was not a woman; she was a phenomenon. At the same time he comprehended that she was as pure and lovely as the white orchid of Borneo and that she did not carry that ridiculous shield called false modesty. All this juncture, a thundering crash was heard against the side of the bridge. " The feminine vanities in Ruth were quiescent; nothing had ever occurred in her life to tingle them into action. I knew it. Her sleepless night had left her languid but not stupefied, and for an hour or so the work distracted her altogether from her troubles. The girl’s gaze met his in interested inquiry. ‘My name’s NOT More, Mr. "No," replied Wild; "and I've only listened to your absurd proposal to see how far your insane attachment to this lad would carry you. I suspect she knew something, for she came home to Remenham House when she was increasing, and report has it that she was very unhappy.
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