The
more her thoughts dwelt upon the subject, the more convinced she was that she
could not go to any one for help; she would have to solve the riddle by her own
efforts, by some future experience. It was Celeste’s idea. As the
Wastrel rushed, Spurlock sidestepped, swept the ball into his hand, set himself
and threw it. You’ll never see the light of day
as long as you live. That was the true miracle of the
gift; without actual experience, to imagine love and hate and greed and how they
would react upon each other; and then, when these passions had served their
temporary purpose, to cast them aside for new imaginings. The night before they made McClintock's Ruth and Spurlock leaned over the
rail, their shoulders touching.
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