But now you must be quiet; there's been too much excitement. " "All right. It was not a cambric curtain Ruth had drawn across that part of her life: it was of iron. I undid his coat, and I took it from his pocket. He did not pocket it, but sat hefting it lightly from hand to hand, watching the girl thoughtfully. Heaven knows what dim and tawdry conceptions of passion and desire were in that blond cranium, what romance-begotten dreams of intrigue and adventure! but they sufficed, when presently Ann Veronica went out into the darkling street again, to inspire a flitting, dogged pursuit, idiotic, exasperating, indecent. She traced him by his scent. And then she could see nothing at all for his lips founds hers. " The spinsters had no counter-philosophy to offer; so they turned to Ruth, who had singularly and unconsciously invested herself with glamour, the glamour of adventure, which the old maids did not recognize as such because they were only tourists. ” “You came—here!” he repeated, vaguely. “A volatile temperament—yes, a volatile temperament,” Mr. By the time he had reached the summit of this hill, he had lost all trace of them; and the ardour of the chase having in some measure subsided, he began to reproach himself for his folly, in having wandered—as he conceived—so far out of his course. Think better of it.
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