‘But lay him down. “Are you aware, Ann Veronica, you nearly throttled that gentleman?”
Then she reviled her own foolish way of putting it. I didn’t think—I
don’t know what I thought. 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. "Rather a devil," groaned her son, "to have done this. Wood, glancing angrily at her husband. "
"Why didn't you head him off, explain that it couldn't be done by a white man?"
Ah Cum shrugged. There was a bare chance that he had been
mistaken. . "I never wear false whiskers," went on O'Higgins.
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