But, holy smoke!—the
Yale spirit in…. ” He
said to her. Then I assumed a rather portentous manner to prepare him. To call yourself ‘Alcide’! Your hair, your gestures, your voice, all
mine! Oh, how dared you do it?”
“You must not forget,” Anna said calmly, “that it is necessary for me also—to
live. The mortal youth in him, then, was fascinated, the thinker, the poet;
from all sides Ruth attacked him, innocently. He too looked at the girl, slackened his pace and looked at her
again through his eye-glasses, looked over his shoulder after he had passed, and
finally came to a dead stop. He urged his
conductors to a quicker pace to get out of sight of the distressing spectacle, and
even felt relieved when he was shut out from it and the execrations of the mob
by the walls of the little prison.
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