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And for me there is only one treasure-house. They heard his footsteps descending the stone staircase, growing fainter and fainter. ” Ann Veronica could have wept with vexation. Ruth loved him. Not even for Ruth could he do such a beastly thing. In any case, there was no doing anything on a Sunday and Brewis Charvill, his main quarry, had gone out of town unexpectedly. Her father and her husband, who had both been a little pale at their first encounter, were growing now just faintly flushed. Remember that. Oh dear!—oh dear! Be careful of him," she added to her husband, "and get it over quickly, or never expect to see me again. Gay, was a stout, good-looking, good-humoured man, about thirty-six, with a dark complexion, an oval face, fine black eyes, full of fire and sensibility, and twinkling with roguish humour—an expression fully borne out by the mouth, which had a very shrewd and sarcastic curl.
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