"I'm not worth it. Her eyes filled as she thought of him, the image of his laughing countenance
coming into her mind, to be swiftly followed by a vision of the blood running
from his cut hand. Through a blur of tears Ruth followed the rocking light until it
vanished. She began to miss him when he was gone during
the day and cherish the quiet times he spent only with
her. Two or three podgy-looking old men
with wives to match, half-a-dozen overdressed girls, and a couple of
underdressed American ones, who still wore the clothes in which they had been
tramping half over London since breakfast time. "Of course," responded the widow, heaving a deep sigh. “I did,” Anna answered. "
"The very point I aim at," said Darrell as he passed through the outlet. ’
‘Lord, yes,’ agreed Gerald, in mock horror. "It won't do, widow," said he, drawing near her, while she shrank from his
approach, "so you may spare your breath.
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