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” “You have no right at all,” she answered coldly. She often found herself absorbed by watching the tall grass undulate from the cave’s central doorway as solitary hunters prowled for buffalo and stag on the plain. They talked lightly but confidentially until Sir John approached them with a slight frown upon his face. Walpole's order to that effect—but not before. "Can't I settle this business, Captain," muttered Blueskin, drawing a pistol. Taber. That he was immolating Ruth on the altar of his conscience never broke in upon his thought for consideration. The girl was like some north-country woodland pool, penetrated by a single shaft of sunlight—beautifully clear in one spot and mysteriously obscured elsewhere.
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