” He whispered with reverence. And in those days, too, he used to help her mother with her gardening, and hover about her while she stood on the ladder and hammered creepers to the scullery wall. As for this infatuation—it’s like some obsession, some magic thing laid upon you. "If you were sure o' that we might seize him, and get the reward for his apprehension. He himself, middle-aged, steeped in traditions of the City and moneymaking, very ill-skilled in all the lighter graces of life, as he himself well knew, could yet come to her invested with something of the halo of romance by the almost magical powers of an unlimited banking account. How little he knew about Ruth—the background from which she had sprung! He knew that her father was a missioner, that her mother was dead, that she had been born on this island, and that, at the time of his collapse, she had been on the way to an aunt in the States. He had a quick, shrewd, merry eye, and a look in which duplicity was agreeably veiled by good humour. " The Chinaman paused. She wanted to turn him. “I love you, you know. ’ ‘That was not what I had in mind. ‘Not at all ladylike.
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