She was clad in fresh linen, but still wore the riding-habit she had
appropriated, having sponged out the spots of blood late last night and left it to
dry in the kitchens. It was a bright and beautiful day:
so bright, so beautiful, that even her sad heart was cheered by it. ‘Sir?’ enquired the lad. I wanted something alive. "There is something in The Tale of Two Cities that is wonderful," she said. ”
The conversation hung. Why had Ruth married him? A penniless outcast, for she must
have known he was that. She
came in now with an air of reserved solicitude. Nor was this impression removed as
he stole a glance at Mrs. But when all was over, a sorrowful calm succeeded, and, if not free from grief,
she was tranquil.
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