Look at me. " "I'll give you something better worth keeping," she answered, detaching the ornament from her neck, and presenting it to him; "this contains a lock of my hair, and may remind you sometimes of your little sister. She could feel Martin’s eyes boring into her as she entered the room, her own personal Farhat. Then, in a few years, he and Ruth might fare forth in comfort and security. "You will be wanting your broth, Hoddy," she said. “You remember the man in Paris who used to follow me about—Meysey Hill they called him?” He nodded. Brute! Fool! To have come to her on such an errand. Her hair was the one part of her that did not exude the air of wealth. For awhile he watched the revolving light on Copeley's.
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