I loved her beyond anything in
heaven or on earth—to idolatry. He would have to sit down here in Canton and wait, perhaps for weeks. Not the explosive vigour of the
north-born, but that which would quietly meet physical hardships and bear them
triumphantly. It seemed to
encapsulate the mosquito like a little piece of moonlight,
it was talismanic to her. I
don’t see any good in life if it hasn’t got you in it. A mate? A brother-lover to tromp about the
world with?
“I cannot. "
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License. And like that gospel it meant something, something different from
its phrases, something elusive, and yet something that in spite of the superficial
incoherence of its phrasing, was largely essentially true. Not that he
deliberately courted danger; it was rather the searcher, seeking analysis, the why
and wherefore of this or that invading emotion. And when she went to sleep, then always Capes
became the novel and wonderful guest of her dreams. "
In the living room Spurlock's glance was constantly drawn toward Ruth; but in
fear that she might sense something wrong, he walked over to the piano and
struck a few chords. "
"Then it was not a dream!" ejaculated Sir Rowland in a hollow voice, and as if
speaking to himself.
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