Spurlock stared at Ruth across the rim of his bowl. Here was a terrific figure gnashing his teeth, and howling like a wild beast;—there a lover, with hands clasped together and eyes turned passionately upward. Martha had grumbled at being obliged to report the matter to Mother Josephine, who had decreed that Melusine must confess to Father Saint-Simon. He was leaning against a window frame, his hat in his hand. Ah! I have it," he added, after a moment's deliberation; "he's there, I'll be sworn. He would never be able to compose upon it, but it would serve to produce the finished work.
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