"Good-bye!" For a moment Ruth was tempted to fling herself against the withered bosom; but long since she had learned repression. “But I wish,” she said, “I had some idea what I was really up to. Certain simple purposes emerged from the disingenuous muddle of her feelings and desires. ‘Take this. A furious attack was made on Jonathan, who, though he defended himself like a lion, was desperately wounded, and would inevitably have perished if he had not been protected by the guards, who were obliged to use both swords and fire-arms upon the mob in his defence. Supposing that was it; at least, a solution to part of this amazing riddle? Supposing her father had made her assist him in the care of the derelicts solely to fill her with loathing and abhorrence for mankind? "Didn't you despise the men your father brought home—the beachcombers?" "No. " "By Heaven!" cried Kneebone, with increasing fervour, "it is true—as true as my affection for you. “Go on!” “You know—in Paris they coupled my name with some one’s—an Englishman’s. ‘But the fact remains that you should not have enjoyed it, you were quite right to threaten to kill me, and I— God help me!—should not have kissed you at all.
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