“But your hair,” he gasped. Sheppard, rushing from the adjoining room. ’ At last. He had been dreaming of Ruth—an old recurrency of that dream he had had in Canton, of Ruth leading him to the top of the mountain. She ran away after she had divined that Gianfrancesco had remarried. She returned home through a world that was as roseate as it had been gray overnight.
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