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Her father stood silently in the doorway, regarding her, a great dread tugging at his heart. Jules Levice was a keen student of the human face, and he had caught a faint glimpse of something in the doctor's eyes while Ruth sang. He knew it had been harmless, for her back had been turned, but he wished to reassure himself. "Not in bed yet, my child?" She started up in confusion as he came in.
"No, only Ruth Levice, who is pleased to see you. Will you step into the library? We are having a little home evening together." "Thank you. Directly." He slipped out of his topcoat, and turning quietly to her, said, "But before we go in, and I enact the odd number, I wish to say a few words to you alone, please."
Ah, here comes the Queen of Sheba." She broke off with a pleased smile as Ruth Levice approached on the arm of her cousin, Louis Arnold. Singly, each would have attracted attention anywhere; together they were doubly striking-looking. Arnold, tall and slight, carrying his head high, fair of complexion as a peachy-cheeked girl, was a peculiarly distinguished-looking man.
Oh, Miss Levice, when shall I be able to make you understand how deeply grateful I am?" "Never, Rose; believe me, I never could understand deep things; that is why I am so happy." "You are teasing now, with that mischievous light in your eyes. Yet the first time I saw your face I thought that either you had or would have a history." "Sad?" The sudden poignancy of the question startled Rose.
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."
It is a freemasonry that women lack and are the losers thereby. The kiss is a sign of emotion; the hand-clasp bespeaks strong esteem or otherwise. Levice's hand closed tightly about the doctor's large one; there was a great feeling of mutual respect between these two. "How are you and your wife?" asked the doctor, seating himself in a low, silken easy-chair as Levice took one opposite him.
Having come to this conclusion, she ran quickly downstairs, and softly, without knocking, opened the library door. She entered so quietly that Mr. Levice, reading by the window, did not glance from his book. She stood a moment regarding the small thoughtful-faced, white-haired man. If one were to judge but by results, Jules Levice would be accounted a fortunate man.
Levice; "what has that to do with skill?" "Skill is one thing; the manner of man is another with women." "That is worth considering or adding to the curriculum," observed Kemp, turning his steady, quiet gaze upon Arnold.
A subtile change like this is not speedily noticed by outsiders; it requires usage before an acquaintance will account it a characteristic instead of a mood. But her family knew it. Mrs. Levice, wholly in the dark as to the cause, wondered openly. "You might be thirty, Ruth, instead of twenty-two, by the staidness of your demeanor.
Miss RUTH LEVICE Beacham's ... County Cal. It was the sight of the dashes that caused the hiatus in her sentence, and made her heart give one great rushing bound. The enclosure was to the point. SAN FRANCISCO, Aug. 18, 188 . MISS RUTH LEVICE: MY DEAR FRIEND, That you may not denounce me as too presumptuous, I shall at once explain that I am writing this at Bob's urgent desire.
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