"How would you like a job on a copra plantation?" he asked, irrelevantly to the
thoughts crowding one another in his mind. There was no disgust in Ruth's heart, only an infinite pity; for only the
pitiful understand. ’
‘A mistake, I agree. His features
were regular, and finely-formed; his complexion bright and blooming,—a little
shaded, however, by travel and exposure to the sun; and, with a praiseworthy
contempt for the universal and preposterous fashion then prevailing, of
substituting a peruke for the natural covering of the head, he allowed his own
dark-brown hair to fall over his shoulders in ringlets as luxuriant as those that
distinguished the court gallant in Charles the Second's days—a fashion, which
we do not despair of seeing revived in our own days. I mystify you; I can see that. I'll
see her myself; and that's more than she bargained for, I'll be sworn. “Your name and address in his pocket was no delusion,” he said sharply. It would
be too mortifying. She let out a wail. "Well," she said, as they reached the hotel portal, "what is your advice?"
"Would you follow it?"
"Probably not. I’m glad you could come. "
"What?"
"We'll put those stories back into the trunk and never speak of them to him.
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