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He now tells her that she is free, no longer a slave. "They have ever since been deposited in a
place of safety. 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. That suggested delicacy; and yet her young body was
strong and vital. "I am your most unhappy son. Then a ride to London on horseback. Do you know how late it is?”
She nodded. Sometimes it seemed that she would never recover it. She could not
say who, not yet. Then he had gone away. But if I escape, my gratitude—"
"Pshaw!" interrupted Jonathan, scornfully. ”
“Were you sexually abused? Was it a miscarriage?”
“No.
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