The Crimson Blind by Fred M. (Frederick Merrick) White
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laughter in them.
"You look all that is loyal and good and true," he exclaimed. "And I don't think I ever admired you quite so much as I do at this moment." Ruth laughed and looked down. There was something in David's glance that thrilled her and gave her a sense of happiness she would have found it hard to describe. "I am so glad you do not despise me," she whispered. "Despise you!" David cried. "Why? If you only knew how I, well, how I loved you! Don't be angry. I mean every word that I say; my feelings for you are as pure as your own heart. If you could care for me as you do for those others I should have a friend indeed." "You have made me care for you very much indeed, Mr. Steel," Ruth whispered. "Call me David..... How nice my plain name sounds from your lips. Ruth and David. But I must hold myself in hand for the present. Still, I am glad you like me." "Well, you have been so good and kind. We have done you a great deal of injury and you never blamed us. And you are just the man I have always pictured as the man I could love ... David!" "Well, it was only one little kiss, and I'm sure nobody saw us, dear. And later on, when you are my wife--" |
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