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Parrish, Randall, 1858-1923

"Beth Norvell A Romance of the West"

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She extended her hand.
"You certainly speak with sufficient confidence."
"'Fools rush in where angels fear to tread,'" he quoted lightly; "and I
herewith announce myself a firm believer in miracles."
"Then your faith is about to be put to a most severe test."
"I welcome that. Yet, if parting is insisted upon, we can, at least,
remain friends. You certainly do not hold my words against me?"
The flush, although fainter, again crept into the clear cheeks, and her
eyes fell before this questioning.
"No true woman ever remains wholly indifferent," she acknowledged with
swift frankness, "or neglects to think kindly in her secret heart of
any one who has told her that story; and I am a woman."
For a brief moment her hand rested warm and throbbing within his own,
and there passed an electric flash of the eyes between them. Then she
withdrew her fingers and opened the door.
"Good-bye," she whispered, the word lingering like perfume, and
vanished, even as he took a step toward her.


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