’ ‘The word of whom?’ came scoffingly from the pretty lips. " Ruth had read from page to page in "The Child's Garden of Verse," generally unfamiliar to the admirers of Stevenson. . ‘A little promenade, madame?’ Madame Valade rose from the chintz-covered chair with alacrity and a little rustle of her silken petticoats. “I think we are growing sensible,” he said. “Yes, mostly. Soldiers were stationed at different points of the street to keep off the mob, and others were riding backwards and forwards to maintain an open space for the passage of the procession. ‘I wish you joy of the wench. She passed inside and upstairs without a word. But let that verse tell my secret.
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