"
The Wastrel laughed. ”
He beamed over the effect of this and shook hands with effusion, and Lady
Palsworthy suddenly appeared as his confederate and disentangled the vicar’s
aunt. "
"Well, well, since you desire it, I'll say no more," returned Wood. They pressed more insistently, forcing her lips open. His interest was divided: while his ears drank
in the sounds, his glance constantly roved from Ruth to the performer and back
to Ruth. “Do you want some of mine?”
“Yes. There was a pause, and then the front door slammed. ’
‘You mean Valade? Don’t be downhearted. You knew me in
Paris. Taken altogether, his physiognomy resembled
one of those vagabond heads which Murillo delighted to paint, and for which
Guzman d'Alfarache, Lazarillo de Tormes, or Estevanillo Gonzalez might have
sat:—faces that almost make one in love with roguery, they seem so full of
vivacity and enjoyment.
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