The mortal youth in him, then, was fascinated, the thinker, the poet; from all sides Ruth attacked him, innocently. It was still profoundly dark; but the wind, which had begun to blow with some violence, chased the clouds rapidly across the heavens, and dispersed the vapours hanging nearer the earth. That boy—blind as a bat! Why, he hadn't seen the Woman until to-night! From the first chord of the Grieg concerto to the finale of the Chopin ballade, Ruth had sat tensely on the edge of her chair. " "I'll give you something better worth keeping," she answered, detaching the ornament from her neck, and presenting it to him; "this contains a lock of my hair, and may remind you sometimes of your little sister. Her hair, once red, faded to a thin gray that she kept cut into a practical short bob. She got hysterical. ” “We’ve both fallen on our feet! We’re the rarest of mortals! The real thing! There’s not a compromise nor a sham nor a concession between us. ’ ‘Dear me. From time to time, you will also get news of my own book promotions and new or upcoming releases.
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