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A Dozen Ways Of Love

CHAPTER III
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Her hair had the soft and loose manner of lying upon her head that is often seen in hair which has, till lately, been allowed to hang loose to the winds.

Her dress, folded over the full bosom and sweeping to the ground in ample curves, was, little as he could have described a modern fashion, even to his eyes evidently fantastic--such as a child might don at play.

Above all, as evidence of her youth, there was that inward quiver of delight at his appearance and presence, veiled perfectly, but seen behind the veil, as one may detect glee rising in the heart of a child even though it be upon its formal behaviour.
'Can you tell me if there is any house within reach where I can stop for the night ?' He gave a succinct account of his journey, the lost road, the increasing storm.

'My horse is dead tired, but it might go a mile or so farther.' The serving-woman, evincing some little curiosity, received from the girl an interpretation in low and rapid French.

The woman expressed by her gestures some pity for man and beast.


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