He touched it again, and this time it was not withdrawn. " CHAPTER XI. Darrell's eyes were of that clear gray which it is difficult to distinguish from blue by day and black at night; and his rich brown hair, which he could not consent to part with, even on the promise of a new and modish peruke from his adoptive father, fell in thick glossy ringlets upon his shoulders; whereas Jack's close black crop imparted the peculiar bullet-shape we have noticed, to his head. . “I couldn’t help it. For Ruth grew lovelier as the days went on. Even after this woman had gone, it seemed to Ruth that the room was kindlier than it had ever been. Like a thorough-bred racer, he would sustain twice as much fatigue as a person of heavier mould. ’ He scratched his chin as if he thought about it, but covertly kept a careful study of what he could see of her face.
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