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He met Ruth in all possible places and ways, and addressed her in every manner he could imagine most calculated to move and affect her to penitence and virtue. Towards morning he fell asleep, but the same thoughts haunted his dreams; he spoke, but his voice refused to utter aloud; and she fled, relentless, to the deep, black pool. But God works in His own way.
Of course, I'd been told dozens of times that no two people in the world have finger prints alike, but that didn't mean a thing to me. It might be, I told them, that Vicky Van and Ruth Schuyler were friends, that Ruth had withheld this fact, and that "No," said Stone, "not friends, but identical the same woman. And, listen to this. Mrs.
Sometimes father would lift one of these imprudent young things, carry it home, and try to get it admitted. He never could manage it. The lady bees acted just as women are apt to do when other women GO where they don't go, or DO as they don't do." "But this is interesting," said Ruth. "Pray, how did the ladies of the hive behave to the culprit?"
"We will be thankful for this blessing," said Content, as he aided the half-unconscious Ruth to mount the ladder, yielding himself to a feeling of nature that said little against his manhood. "If we have lost one, that we loved, God hath spared our own child."
The rest of the garment floated to the surface. It was loose from the propeller. "Full speed ahead!" shouted the one-armed captain of the motor-boat. Ruth obeyed the command. The Stazy staggered into the next wave. The water that came in over her bow almost drowned them, but Ruth, hanging to the steering wheel, brought the craft through the roller without swamping her.
He knew, if she were Ruth, she could not answer any indifferent words of his; and her silence made him more certain of her identity with the lady by his side. "The scenery here is of a kind new to me; neither grand, wild, nor yet marked by high cultivation; and yet it has great charms. It reminds me of some parts of Wales." He breathed deeply, and then added, "You have been in Wales, I believe?"
Merrill, a gently-faced woman, stepped up to them, and laying her hand upon Ruth's shoulder, said rather hurriedly, "I am sorry to trouble you, Doctor, but Mrs. Levice do not be alarmed, Ruth dear has become somewhat hysterical, and we cannot calm her; will you come this way, please, and no one need know she is in the study."
But then, Joe was not in love, had none of the responsibilities of love, and he could afford to loaf through the land of nothing-to-do. He, Martin, had something to work for, and go to work he would. He would start out early next morning to hunt a job. And he would let Ruth know, too, that he had mended his ways and was willing to go into her father's office.
In the afternoon, he went up again, sometimes staying to dinner, and, always, he spent his evenings there. "Why don't you ask me to have my trunk sent up here?" he asked Ruth, one day. "I hadn't thought of it," she laughed. "I suppose it hasn't seemed necessary." "Miss Hathaway would be pleased, wouldn't she, if she knew she had two guests instead of one?" "Undoubtedly; how could she help it?"
"That's just what he is, Ruth a durned imp of the devil. I've knowed it from the first day I saw him. Since he's come out here, he's proved it."
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