But all these hours, trying to teach the child wariness toward life, and the moment his back was turned, this! He was, perhaps, still dazed by the inner revelation—his own interest in Ruth. "'Odd's-my-life! what's this?" exclaimed the carpenter, looking at the superscription of one of them. His face was aquiline but sweet, the years had not yet taken the blush from his cheeks and his lips were similarly rubefacient. There’s that old gentleman at the end of the table—Bullding his name is. " "But Wild still lives," cried Wood. The poor old imbecile! Why, this child was a firebrand, a wrecker, if ever he had seen one; and the worst kind because she was unconscious of her gifts. She was practically destitute of jewellery. ” She could practically hear the self-deprecating thoughts racing across his mind, the failed hours of rehearsed lines. She liked his face; it had on it the suggestion of gentleness, of fineness.
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