Part 8
And as she sat on her bed that night, musing and half-undressed, she began to
run one hand down her arm and scrutinize the soft flow of muscle under her
skin. E. It was the first—and the last!
At this juncture, the handle of the door was tried, and the voice of Mr. He was a comforting,
humorous old ruffian; but there were few men in the Orient more deeply read in
psychology and physiognomy. The ripple of the water against the boat, as its keel cleaves
through the stream—the darkling current hurrying by—the indistinctly-seen
craft, of all forms and all sizes, hovering around, and making their way in ghostlike silence, or warning each other of their approach by cries, that, heard from
afar, have something doleful in their note—the solemn shadows cast by the
bridges—the deeper gloom of the echoing arches—the lights glimmering from
the banks—the red reflection thrown upon the waves by a fire kindled on some
stationary barge—the tall and fantastic shapes of the houses, as discerned
through the obscurity;—these, and other sights and sounds of the same character,
give a sombre colour to the thoughts of one who may choose to indulge in
meditation at such a time and in such a place. To take Spring and Love out of her life, as if there were
no human instincts to tell Ruth what was being denied her! And what must have
been the man's thought as he came upon Ruth wearing a gown of her mother's?
—a fair picture of the mother in the primrose days? Not a flicker of an eyelash;
steel and granite outwardly. "
Thames tried to answer her, but his voice failed him. Melusine felt the
calloused hand grasp around hers. ‘What could either of us have done?’
To Gerald’s acute consternation, Melusine’s lip trembled suddenly, and her
eyes filled.
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