Her mother brewed potions to scent her hair, sweet balms of anise for her lips and hands, told her wonderful secrets, some decidedly un-Christian. Then, one night, he glanced up to behold Ruth and Rollo in the doorway. ” “Until some one takes pity on me and marries me?” He raised his eyebrows in mild appeal. Her formerly brown hair was dyed a white shade of blonde.
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