" And, once more enveloping himself in darkness, he pursued his course. She climbed slowly towards it, keeping close to the hedge side, fragrant with wild roses, and holding her skirts high above the dew-laden grass. " There was another pause. What does it matter? I am not a pauper, Annabel. The intoxicating sense of novelty had given place to a more business-like mood. Had romance to be banished from life?. Ruth's eyes were wet, but she saw light everywhere: the room was filled with celestial aura. 1. “I’d rather go as a chorus-girl,” she said.
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