And also she didn’t like them. Ruth loved him. “I had no idea that it was so abominably late. I put my foot down like—like adamant. S. ‘I’m only a poor country wench, child. Gerald’s gaze bored into hers. There was a strip of old rose brocade in the making that set an ache in the girl's heart for the want of it. The soil was identical, the climate; still, they would not bear the Olympian fruit, with its purple-lined jacket and its snow-white pulp. I have pleaded with her—no wonder that I have pleaded with her in vain. I was to blame to carry the matter so far. ‘Wait for me. Good words, without deeds, are rushes and reeds.
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