Then for a time she sat very still. ‘She may well try to go back. I have said good-bye to it all. "And had you been the worst scoundrel unhung, I'd have seen to it that you had the same care, the same chance. She looked at him gravely and squinted. So, one day, because God was wroth, her mother ran away with a blackguard, and died in the gutter, miserably. ’ She set down her glass with a snap. Heaven knows what dim and tawdry conceptions of passion and desire were in that blond cranium, what romance-begotten dreams of intrigue and adventure! but they sufficed, when presently Ann Veronica went out into the darkling street again, to inspire a flitting, dogged pursuit, idiotic, exasperating, indecent. “I might go home, I don’t know. " CHAPTER V. Coldly she spoke, in a distinctly accented voice. Ruth's arm trembled and her step faltered, but he was too far away in thought to be observant. Spurlock plodded through the heavy sand, leaden in the heart and mind as well as in the feet. Such was the terror inspired by Wild's vindictive character, that few durst face him who had given him cause for displeasure.
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