"Look at him!" Ruth looked. Her figure, though slight, had all the fulness of health; and her complexion—still pale, but without its former sickly cast,—contrasted agreeably, by its extreme fairness, with the dark brows and darker lashes that shaded eyes which, if they had lost some of their original brilliancy, had gained infinitely more in the soft and chastened lustre that replaced it. ‘Thank you,’ she said, leaning heavily on his arm for a moment. “I mean to go to that dance!” she blubbered. . "There's nothing in his clothes. . They came teeming distressfully through her aching brain: “A man can kick, his skirts don’t tear; A man scores always, everywhere. But where in the world was the girl? A door led to another chamber beyond.
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