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‘That is silly. I am ready to wait for you, to
wait your pleasure, to give all my life to winning it. I’d rather not go,” she added. "A drunken idea," said Ah Cum, taking his hands out of his sleeves. ”
“I’ve been certain of it for years. ”
“But you thought you could forget him. The Protestant Flagellant, who whipped his soul rather than his
body, who made self-denial the rack and the boot, who believed that on Sunday
it was sacrilegious to smile, blasphemous to laugh! Spurlock had gone back
spiritually three hundred years. Torment!
And so Ruth discovered him. The girl stood with her
hands behind her back, sulky, resolute, and intelligent, a strand of her black hair
over one eye and looking more than usually delicate-featured, and more than
ever like an obdurate child. His face, as he
looked down where his hand sought for a weapon concealed in her petticoat, was
so close that she could see only the line of his firm jaw, the drag of his powdered
hair that drew it into the military pigtail, and the black ribbon that adorned it. ”
“Young? I am twenty-four. And it has been well
for you that he imagines the child was drowned. He
embraced her small body in his arms, kissing her forehead
over and over.
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