The only part of his
otherwise-interesting countenance, to which one could decidedly object, was the
mouth; a feature that, more than any other, is conceived to betray the animal
propensities of the possessor. “I didn’t understand,
Vee. Men in this part of the world drink to
forget the things they have lost. She accomplished it with the
aid of the young fellow’s hand, and stepped down into the road, glancing up at
the house as she did so. Instinctively she had fallen into the posture of the poster,
her hands behind her, her head bent slightly forward, her chin uplifted, her eyes
bright with the drollery of the song. 'Whoso giveth to the poor lendeth to the Lord;' that's my comfort. Possessed of you, I shall have a treasure
such as kings could not boast. His interest was divided: while his ears drank
in the sounds, his glance constantly roved from Ruth to the performer and back
to Ruth. Her concluding
paragraph was, on the whole, perhaps, hardly starchy enough. “I am frightened now.
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