Even Capes had been for her merely an excitant to passionate love—a
mere idol at whose feet one could enjoy imaginative wallowings. In fine, to marry
Ruth (if she would consent) as a punishment for what he had done! To whip his
soul so long as he lived, but to let his body go free! To provide for her, to work
and dream for her, to be tender and thoughtful and loyal, to shelter and guard
her, to become accountable to God for her future. If I were Mr. His revelry, however,
was put an end at the expiration of the time mentioned by Jonathan, by the
entrance of a posse of constables with Quilt Arnold and Abraham Mendez at
their head. ’
‘Lord, man, it’s only a scratch!’ Suddenly Gerald snapped his fingers.
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