It was clear by the look on her
face that she decided to leave the house immediately. I know all about it. If ever
the denouement came—if ever the Hand reached him—Ruth would then
understand why he had rebuffed all her tender advances. The call of youth to youth, and we name it love for want of something better: a
glamorous, evanescent thing "like snow upon the desert's dusty face, lighting a
little hour or two, was gone. Mild, you know, and boon. "
"But you are young!" It was a protest, almost vehement. ”
“You are at least aware,” he said, “that you have on several recent occasions
acted in direct opposition to my wishes. It was
Blueskin. ”
“The truth!”
There was a brief but intense silence. To
buy the freedom of a poor little Chinese slave-girl! For what was the sing-song
girl but a slave, the double slave of custom and of men? Ruth wanted to know
keenly what had impelled the idea.
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