She lifted her shoulders in an eloquent shrug. Wood, with a look meant to reduce her supposed rival to the dust. "You have defied me, and shall feel my power. Ruth sighed; Spurlock stood up and drew his hand across his forehead as if awakening from a dream. Lucy had caught it when it was a millimeter away from hitting her teeth. The Plague raced through the city and the Palazzo, consuming it like fire. He destroyed her clumsily made dolls whenever he found them. When the hero finally did appear, Ruth became filled with gentle self-mockery. Blood and bone, body and spirit, she is selfish through and through. Wood, whose admiration for masculine beauty was by no means abated, glanced at the well-proportioned figure of the young man, and made him a very civil salutation. Thinking of Mantua, she wandered to the courtyard.
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