"Don't you perceive, my dear Mrs. 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. ’
Gerald moved to the long sofa, dusted it with elaborate care with one of its
cushions, and with a gesture invited her to sit down. Wood trembled. He knew she would be there, practicing
alone in 118. co. “You belong to me,” he said fiercely; “the marriage certificate is in my pocket. Melusine, starved of colour
for years, revelled in it. . We are off for
a second honeymoon. "There," cried Jackson, closing the book and rising, "that'll do. ‘Well?’ she said.
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