" "Ah! Sometimes I wonder I don't run amok and kill someone," said the Wastrel, in broken English. Let alone a girl. " "Thank'ee,—thank'ee. Their conversation hung. You won’t have a man’s lips near you, but you’ll eat out of his hand fast enough. ‘Aye, sir. " "Please!" She dropped the curtains and the manuscripts, knelt and held out her arms. She fixed her eyes upon it and ran, keeping always as far as possible in the shadow of the hedge, gazing fearfully every now and then down along the valley for the white smoke of the train. ‘Oh, Lord,’ muttered Gerald, going instantly to her aid. There was no disgust in Ruth's heart, only an infinite pity; for only the pitiful understand.
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