Ruth's emotion was a primitive joy: she was essential in this man's life, and she would always be happy because he would always be needing her. \"Just fine, John. ’ ‘It’s immaterial, in any event,’ Roding put in. They were a dull grey, but the dark frizzed hair that framed her face was attractive. She was a merry creature, it is true, and quite beautiful. She wanted to return his gaze but focused intently on a spot next to and above the brick fireplace, as her music teachers had always taught her to do instead of looking directly at the audience. He's more like a lord than—" As she spoke, steps were heard approaching; the door was thrown open, and a young man marched boldly into the room. It has come,—and sooner than you expected.
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