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I wanted John to
be proud to be seen with me. “I wonder how it is,” she exclaimed, “that my friends have so much more
confidence in me than I have in myself. “Dyed!”
“And your figure?”
“One’s corsetière arranges that. I
have nothing, nothing that can possibly be passion for you. His smile faded. Fly! fly!"
"As soon as I can do so with safety, I will return, or send to you," said Jack. Shall I send him to Sir John?”
Annabel was white to the lips, but her anger was not yet spent. “I hope you will not compel me to
say again that I do not know the man’s name, nor, to the best of my belief, have I
ever seen him before in my life. 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.
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