Below
her stretched a valley of rich meadowland, of yellow cornfields, and beyond
moorland hillside glorious with purple heather and golden gorse. Her cheeks were the colour of chalk, her eyes were filled with terror. “In the bathroom. You've heard the news, I suppose?"
"That the death warrant's arrived," returned Edgeworth Bess, bursting into a
flood of tears; "oh, yes! we've heard it. As the lapse of time and change of circumstances have wrought a remarkable
alteration in the appearance of the poor widow, it may not be improper to notice
it here. "
With this, she burst into tears, and sank with her face upon his shoulder. Or, if this goodlooking young fellow will only say the word, I'll go with him. So, step by step,
and hurt by hurt, Ruth was learning that John Smith was John Smith and nobody
else.
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