’ ‘Ain’t you in a rage?’ asked the captain. "No, no, let him alone," interposed Wood. " The feminine vanities in Ruth were quiescent; nothing had ever occurred in her life to tingle them into action. From beginning to end it was first-hand stuff. " "I wish you did have some faults, Ruth. On a stool eight feet high sat a small boy in a faded blue cotton, his face like that of young Buddha. You denied it, remembering that I had called myself Anna. Whence had she come: whither was she bound? A temporary congestion in the street held up the caravan for a spell; and Ah Cum looked backward to note if any of the party had become separated. Beyond was an avenue of tall poplars that rose like columns, disappearing into undulating hills that were black with sleeping houses and fertile soil.
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