" "So she was," replied the woollen-draper, helping himself to an enormous pinch of snuff with the air of a man who does not dislike to be rallied about his gallantry,—"so she was. ’ With an air of real interest, he asked, ‘I suppose you did not dig a tunnel or fly in by balloon?’ The lady gazed at him blankly. Flesh and blood, vivid, alluring; she was no longer the symbol, therefore she had become, as in the twinkling of an eye, an utter stranger. So Ruth took another step toward her destination, which we in our vanity call destiny. ‘You are not at all stupid. ” Sebastian replied merrily, his eyes fixed on the road. But how close? She glanced about at the shrouded furnishings for possible cover. Some had the dignity and the aloofness of a rock in the sea; and others were as the polished pebbles on the sands—one saw the difference of pebble from pebble only by close scrutiny. He would refuse to listen and absolve her unshriven. What a fool I was to separate the two in my mind. Wood's.
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