“They say there are spots on the sun. Ruth had not expected to be kissed; so the omission passed unnoted. They bounced without merriment over bumpy Roman roads, and by the time they arrived she was extremely nauseous. “It is very good of you to come and see me, my dear sister,” Annabel remarked, throwing herself into a low chair, and clasping her hands over her head. Gay, was a stout, good-looking, good-humoured man, about thirty-six, with a dark complexion, an oval face, fine black eyes, full of fire and sensibility, and twinkling with roguish humour—an expression fully borne out by the mouth, which had a very shrewd and sarcastic curl.
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