He was asleep. Wood, whose admiration for masculine beauty was by no means abated, glanced at the well-proportioned figure of the young man, and made him a very civil salutation. She had imagined she had drowned them altogether. Wood's dwelling,—a plain, substantial, commodious farm-house. There was a very white-faced youngster of eighteen who brushed back his hair exactly in Russell’s manner, and was disposed to be uncomfortably silent when he was near her, and to whom she felt it was only Christian kindness to be consistently pleasant; and a lax young man of five-and-twenty in navy blue, who mingled Marx and Bebel with the more orthodox gods of the biological pantheon. But a total stranger, a man you never saw twentyfour hours ago! It can't be thought of. " The doctor had entered the room fully determined to tell the patient the major part of Ruth's story, to inspire him with proper respect and gratitude. " "Can't ve call for asshistanche?" "And who'll find us, if we do?" rejoined Wild, fiercely. Something with iron resolve the father had kept hidden all these years in the lonely citadel of his heart.
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