Ruth did not
reply, but stared past the doctor, her eyes misty. Part 6
Most of the things that he had planned they did. She was clad in fresh linen, but still wore the riding-habit she had
appropriated, having sponged out the spots of blood late last night and left it to
dry in the kitchens. The colour slowly left her cheeks, the lines of her
mouth hardened. I never
hunt the human tiger without being armed. "I am twenty," said the girl. He was a civil servant of some
standing, and after a previous conversation upon aesthetics of a sententious,
nebulous, and sympathetic character, he had sent her a small volume, which he
described as the fruits of his leisure and which was as a matter of fact rather
carefully finished verse.
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