“I’ve got—I have to tell you this to make myself clear—a streak of ardent animal in my composition. ” Ennison laughed softly. All that confidence, born of irony, disappeared; and fear laid hold of him. It was a precious thing, a beautiful cabochon—do you know what that is?” “What’s a cabochon?” “It’s a precious jewel that doesn’t have facets yet. Never again to be alone! To fit herself into this man's life as a hand into a glove; to use all her skill to force him into the position of depending upon her utterly; to be the spark to the divine fire! He should have his book, even if it had to be written with her heart's blood. ” “Not quite so easily as it explains an insect alighting on colored paper. ’ His brows rose. Charity for the ragtag and the bobtail of the Seven Seas, and none for his own flesh and blood. If you can tell me nothing I don’t already know, so be it. The clouds were nearly black with rain, threatening to spill sleet in daggers and torrents.
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