Fifty pupils. 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. His five o’clock shadow was bristly against her fingers. " So saying, he unlocked the door and strode out of the room. Many’s the young ’un I’ve seen get hisself into just such a knuckleheaded mess all on account of a pretty wench. Her aunt went off at a tangent. " Thames was about to follow, when he felt a gentle grasp upon his arm. “I think,” he said, “I was a little too mystical about beauty the other day.
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