” Behind this woman and a little to the side of her, walked a man smartly dressed, with desire and appraisal in his eyes. But to go courting a slave-girl, at the risk of physical hurt! A shudder of distaste wrinkled her shoulders. That there would eventually be a lover Ruth knew; and she waited his appearance upon the scene, waited with an impatience which was both personal and literary. I was—I was a corespondent. He dragged it out, and perceiving, in spite of the decayed frame, that it was the body of Sir Rowland Trenchard, commanded his attendants to convey it up stairs—an order which was promptly obeyed. Sheppard!" sighed Winifred, as she contemplated the beautiful wreck before her,—"Poor Mrs.
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