Beauty doesn’t mean, never has meant, anything—anything at all but you. " "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. " The spinsters nodded approvingly. Maggot held up a lantern, which she found in the shop. “I believe so. Ruth is not another man's wife; she is all your own, for better or for worse. Maggot and Edgeworth Bess. Poor little one. I can’t explain—” They regarded one another, each blinded to the other. I know less about this affair perhaps than you suppose. With a cry of triumph, he rose, the sword hilt grasped in his fingers, the point swishing up towards her.
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