She
had eaten them, murdered them routinely, and yet he
loved her still. But if his frame was immature,
his looks were not so. ‘—and what do I do? Well, we know what I do. 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. With your permission, I will go on in my own way. She was
to be handed over with her dowry of three thousand
Florins, plus her pet bird, six chickens, her mother’s fine
linens, a small book of poetry. "
"Nay, if you're bent upon this folly," observed Wild, who appeared to have his
own reasons for humouring the lad, "I shan't hinder you.
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