" "Your ladyship——" hesitated Norris. Thankfully, he seemed pleased the moment he saw her face, which her mother had made her wash for weeks with the pulp of apples, orange water, and 21 extract of borage among other things. Let me take the satchel, sir. "Come away!" he cried, with the roar of a demon. He could not kiss Ruth. "I thought you'd have got rid of your ill-humour by this time. The love-songs of all the ages were singing in her blood, the scent of night stock from the garden filled the air, and the moths that beat upon the closed frames of the window next the lamp set her mind dreaming of kisses in the dusk.
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