”
He was arrested for a moment by an indistinct picture of Veronica reading this
last sentence. "Tell Mr. ’
‘Where are we going?’
‘Back to Blaye, my girl. A medley of motives warred in her, and it
was certainly not one of the least of these that she knew herself to be
passionately in love with Capes; at moments she had a giddy intimation that he
was beginning to feel keenly interested in her. Martin's Le Grand. That window there…. "
"That's right, Captain," rejoined Blueskin. "There he is!" cried Winifred, starting up, joyfully, and proving by the
exclamation that her thoughts were dwelling upon one subject only. She had come to despise those who were fertile
out of pure jealousy, but could not admit it to herself. The season was ripe for mating, she thought to herself
bitterly. A strange betrothal!—the primal idea of which was escape! The girl, intent upon
abrogating for ever all legal rights of the father in the daughter, of rendering
innocuous the thing she had now named the Terror: the boy, seeking selfcrucifixion in expiation of his transgression, changing a peccadillo into
damnation!
It was easy for Ruth to surrender to the idea, for she believed she was loved; and
in gratitude it was already her determination to give this boy her heart's blood,
drop by drop, if he wanted it.
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