She could feel his warm little body trying to snuggle into her, trying to wriggle loose of his swaddling cloth. "What is it?" "Can't you see? Together, down there; you and I!… As my wife! Both of us, never to be lonely again!… Will you marry me, Ruth?" As many a wiser woman had done, Ruth mistook thrilling eagerness for love. The hand that had been clenched lay open, relaxed; and upon the palm he saw her mother's locket. His face brightened at the sight of her, and he came toward her. Glancing towards him she saw that a shadow had fallen upon his face. . The poor wretch, driven by desperation to the commission of a crime which her soul abhors, is no more beyond the hope of reformation than she is without the pale of mercy. "I'll tell you a dream I had last night," continued the unfortunate being. He drew a little breath and stepped back. The whole of that relationship persisted in remaining obscure. I keep on thinking of little details and aspects of your voice, your eyes, the way you walk, the way your hair goes back from the side of your forehead. He scratched his upper lip reflectively. She met his eyes for a moment, and could not interpret their expression.
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