"Ruth?" he called. “Let’s go in here. "You hay'n't hurt your arm, I trust, my dear?" he added, anxiously. He had dungarees on and a blue work shirt. But his words were borne away by the driving wind. He was accustomed to such surprises, and enjoyed them. I can't bear it. It reverberated in the silence. Lucy trudged upstairs behind 258 him and he put his hand on her shoulder and said, “I’m sorry about this evening. A man's laced hat,—whether adopted from the caprice of the moment, or habitually worn, we are unable to state,—cocked knowingly on her head, harmonized with her masculine appearance.
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