’ Taking the chair she had indicated with a careless wave of one stiff-fingered hand, Gerald felt hope burgeoning. ” She looked thoughtfully into the fire. " "That he is," added Blueskin, approvingly. "What is it?" "Can't you see? Together, down there; you and I!… As my wife! Both of us, never to be lonely again!… Will you marry me, Ruth?" As many a wiser woman had done, Ruth mistook thrilling eagerness for love. She was quite oblivious to the sensation she had created. A stack of chimneys, on the house above them, had yielded to the storm, and descended in a shower of bricks and stones. She should leave sooner, but she just could not bear missing the event. " So there was always plenty of mail. “Garçon,” he said, “will you ask the gentleman at the next table if he will do me the honour of taking a glass of wine with me. “Anna! Thank God I have found you at last. “I will not rob you of your coffee, most dutiful of sisters!” she exclaimed. About this time,—namely, in November, 1703— while young Trenchard was in Lancashire, and his sister in London, on a visit, he received a certain communication from his confidential servant, Davies, which, at once, destroyed his hopes.
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