[The Iron Furrow by George C. Shedd]@TWC D-Link bookThe Iron Furrow CHAPTER IX 6/26
Perhaps after the stage-driver who takes our letters down to Kennard; he sits hunched up like that.
I'll seek a much nicer rock to represent you." "That's wholly unnecessary, for I intend to keep before your eyes in person." "Which will be the nicest of all," said she, smiling. He continued to gaze at her, to listen to her voice, with a pleasure he made no effort to conceal.
And she, on her part, seemed to surrender herself to the enjoyment of the moment; her eyes remaining longer on his, her tones softening to a slow, tender utterance almost carrying a caress, her face keeping its languorous smile; as if the honey-sweet fragrance from the unseen flowers had invaded her spirit. A pause came in their talk.
They sat unmoving, without stir of hand or head, quiescent.
Then Lee all at once experienced a feeling of profound compassion for Ruth as he regarded her, a poignant stab in his breast like pain.
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