I'll send you word
when I catch him. Torment!
And so Ruth discovered him. “Rubbish!” he answered. If the boy did not love the girl, why the devil had he
dragged her into this marriage?
Spurlock was a bit shaky bodily, but his brain was functioning clearly; and, it
might be added, swiftly—as the brain always acts when confronted by a
perplexing riddle. The youth with the
hair brushed back and the spectacled Scotchman joined in the fray for and
against the women’s vote. Her mother did not seem to like the new doctor at all,
shunning him with a near superstitious dread. “Go on!” she commanded. No man knew whence she had come nor why. He
fancied that the whole fabric of the bridge was cracking over head,—that the
arch was tumbling upon him,—that the torrent was swelling around him,
whirling him off, and about to bury him in the deafening abyss. ’
Gerald turned and came back to her.
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