Her hair is like, white blonde, but trust me, it’s not her natural color. His heart beat wildly and he was afraid lest the strain be too much; but the girl shook her head and smiled and pointed to the top of the mountain. At the back of her mind there seemed always one irrelevant qualifying spectator whose presence she sought to disregard. Then most horribly she was clasped about the waist from behind and lifted from the ground. But after a time I learned the ways of the parrakeets, and they would come down to me like doves in the stories. But all these hours, trying to teach the child wariness toward life, and the moment his back was turned, this! He was, perhaps, still dazed by the inner revelation—his own interest in Ruth.
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