CHAPTER V At dinner the spinsters invited Ruth to sit at their table, an invitation she accepted gratefully. We'll be upon the ban-dogs before they can shake their trotters!" And the alarm was sounded more loudly than ever. Set on unravelling her secrets, Gerald pursues every possible clue—much to the indignation of Mademoiselle. Will you come sensibly, or shall I carry you? You are mine!" Ruth's peculiar education had not vitiated the primitive senses; they were always on guard; and in a moment such as this they rushed instantly to the surface. ‘What in God’s name do you think you’re playing at?’ ‘Let me alone, man,’ Gerald muttered under his breath. Deny me, if you please.
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