He did not want Ruth to see his own stricken countenance; nor did he care to see hers, ravaged by tears. In the retrospect she was amazed to think how things had gone to pieces, for at the outset she had been quite prepared to go home again upon terms. The wish was vain: and, endeavouring to banish every earthly thought, he addressed himself deeply and sincerely to prayer. He seemed so clean anyway, his fair 215 skin, his light brown hair, there almost seemed to be no point. She hid behind a mirage of piety, just as I do. Jack may be capable of much that is wicked, but he would never lift his hand against his friend,—of that I am assured. “Many nights I have thought of you, Anna. Couldn’t make head nor tail of that note of yours. You won’t settle and I’m going mad.
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