ABSTRACT
Ruth felt very shy when she came down (at half-past seven) the next morning, in her widow’s cap. Her smooth, pale face, with its oval untouched by time, looked more young and child-like than ever, when contrasted with the head-gear usually associated with ideas of age. She blushed very deeply as Mr. and Miss Benson showed the astonishment, which they could not conceal, in their looks. She said in a low voice to Miss. Benson,
