"And now," she added, with somewhat more composure, "leave me, dear friends, I entreat, for a few minutes to collect my scattered thoughts—to prepare myself for what I have to go through—to pray for my son. "As long as you please, Sir," answered the matron, dropping a curtsey. She wondered even at this late day how she had been able to hold her maddening curiosity in check. " "No. "It has been … rather a hard day, Hoddy," Ruth answered. ” “Mr. He could quite understand the daughter of Mr. She possessed what he affected to despise, but secretly worshipped—the innate charm of breeding. The beautiful gowns and the flashing bare shoulders and arms of the women had disturbed and distressed her. "I'm glad to find I'm right. He had been dreaming of Ruth—an old recurrency of that dream he had had in Canton, of Ruth leading him to the top of the mountain. She could still remember herself at age five, staring knives and daggers at the men who came into the small yarn shop, under pretense of business but really just to leer. ‘And I am delighted to see that you are ready to admit that the Charvills—or rather the Valades—are indeed your affair. I packed so hurriedly that it will take me a long time to find my things.
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