Oliver confirmed, returning to Ruth. “Don’t despair, I have a plan, and I never intended to leave you anyway.” He explained his plan and went over just what he wanted Ruth to do. So positive and convincing was he that without much difficulty she was able to banish doubt and foreboding. He had brought the lamp close to the place where she was chained, and in its glimmering light she watched his face. In repose it was sleepy, good-natured, and a little foolish, but when intent or enthusiastic, it lit up, and the intelligence behind those heavy lids became plain. When he smiled, the corners of his eyes crinkled in a particularly attractive way. Ruth thought him in his late twenties, perhaps thirty. With an unexpected pang, she wondered if he was married and cast her mind back over their previous conversation. Did he not live still in his father’s house? He had not mentioned a wife, certainly. Not that it concerned her. His behaviour was that of an affectionate and solicitous brother, and besides, she was betrothed to Walter.
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