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She cried for hours but would not scream as her mother was packed into a marble coffin. The young male, as she had actually seen him, had been of the sailor type, hard-bitten, primordial, ruthless. Others pulled hats over their noses, cowered in their seats, and feigned that all was right with the world. He flung Ruth aside, careless whether she fell or not. She had delicate oval features, light, laughing blue eyes, a pretty nez retroussé, (why have we not the term, since we have the best specimens of the feature?) teeth of pearly whiteness, and a brilliant complexion, set off by rich auburn hair, a very white neck and shoulders,—the latter, perhaps, a trifle too much exposed. "That's for myself," rejoined Mrs. I have always hated it. But if he starts a long jog, his name is Dennis.
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