“It’s unforgivable of me to call, Miss Stanley,” he said, shaking hands in a peculiar, high, fashionable manner; “but you know you said we might be friends. All your faults are just jolly modelling to make you real and solid. ” He looked at her anxiously, and she met his glance with a dazzling smile of gratitude. At last she glanced at a little clock in the corner of the room, and sprang to her feet. “Do you want some of mine?” “Yes. Perhaps the boys had already faced off and he had missed it, he thought sourly. CHAPTER XXIII Next morning Ruth did not refer to the episode on the sands of the lagoon. She could still remember herself at age five, staring knives and daggers at the men who came into the small yarn shop, under pretense of business but really just to leer.
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