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She liked Ruth, and was glad to see her coming: the afternoon had been rather dull because she was alone, and she was not constituted for solitude. Doctor Ebling had said at the dinner-table that, with Ruth's permission at which Ruth blushed and said something rather saucy, for her he would read The Spanish Gypsy to Miss Custer out in the shade.
Miss Custer stepped across the hall from the dining-room into the sitting-room, made cool by having the blinds closed, and struck a few chords on the piano. Herbert Bruce, a young attorney of some wealth and some renown, and bosom friend of Doctor Ebling, followed her, and stood, hat in hand, with his shoulder against the door-jamb. "So you have never read The Gypsy?" he remarked.
Doctor Ebling had driven by a few moments before, and gone up the alley to the stable, and just as Ruth reached the steps, shutting her parasol and smiling up rather wearily at Miss Custer, he came around the corner of the house, lifting his hat and wiping the perspiration from his face. "Why, where have you been?" Ruth asked in surprise. "In the country," said he.
Old wells have a peculiar fascination for me, and that one looks so lovely and romantic!" She had a thought that Bruce might volunteer to accompany her, but that indolent barrister, sprawling upon the grass at her feet, hardly felt called upon by the nature of his agreement with Ebling to undergo quite so much as that.
From Braunau, in Bohemia, through Bielitz, in Poland, to Meseritsch, and from Meseritsch, by Thorn, to Ebling; in the whole 169 miles, performed without begging or stealing. January 18th, 1747. From Braunau, by Politz, to Nachod, three miles, we having three florins forty-five kreutzers in our purse. Jan. 19. To Neustadt.
"If the siren had that effect on you, a hardened bachelor, consider how it would go with Ebling." "Ebling's heart is supposed to be preoccupied," said Bruce: "mine is an 'aching void."
She sat just opposite Doctor Ebling and beside Miss Custer, and stood the contrast with that amber-eyed beauty very well. Doctor Ebling thought so, and it had a tendency to elevate his spirits. The three carried on an animated dialogue. Mr. Bruce, at the end of the table, was abstracted, and ate his supper with great diligence, except when Mrs.
"No doubt she has been bored to death by that wretched Gypsy, and now Ebling is going to martyrize her again, and make a fool of himself into the bargain." "Won't you be seated?" Miss Custer asked, "and let me play you something?" In the shaded room, with her languid eyes intensified, she was a decided brunette, and a very brilliant and beautiful one. Mr.
The next morning he went to Bruce with white face and strained eyes, and begged him, for the love he bore him, to take Miss Custer to the picnic and to stay by her. "So, my boy," said Bruce, not a little affected, "you have got into the ditch and want me to help you out? Well, I will do what I can. Thank the Lord, his eyes are opened at last!" he muttered as Ebling went away.
But she had got the start of her, and over she went in a twinkling. The whole thing was done in an instant." "Oh, Mr. Omes, I wish you would explain all that to Doctor Ebling," said Ruth, coming up. "Oh, he knows all about it: he saw it the same as I did," said the young man. A suspicion crossed Ruth's mind that the doctor knew, but she could not believe him so base.
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