This queer father of hers had given her everything but his arms. He had recently made Mr. Her complexion was wan and faded, except where it was tinged by a slight hectic flush, that made the want of colour more palpable; her eyes were large and black, but heavy and lustreless; her cheeks sunken; her frame emaciated; her dark hair thickly scattered with gray. Muttering something to himself, he appeared to be telling upon his fingers the advantages and disadvantages of some scheme he had in contemplation. Oh, don't worry. The real Ruth was as completely hidden as though she stood behind the walls of Agra Fort. There was a certain amount of disputation, and meanwhile she went on at school.
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