The mortal youth in him, then, was fascinated, the thinker, the poet; from all sides Ruth attacked him, innocently. "You will not make it valueless in my eyes," he added, catching her in his arms, and pressing her to his breast. Whatever may happen to-morrow I shall be none the better for anticipating its miseries to-day. Paris, always beautiful even in the darkness, glittered away to the horizon. I did not know what I was saying.
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