Something like a snarl crossed his face, and ignoring the pistol, he moved forward, seizing her shoulders. Still, something had marked the face, something had left an indelible touch. O'Higgins returned to town and made a night of it, nothing very wild, nothing very desperate. We'll turn the tables upon 'em yet. I’m a female thing at bottom. Without a word or a gesture, the Wastrel turned and staggered forth, out of the orbit of these two, having been thrust into it for a single purpose already described. He flung Ruth aside, careless whether she fell or not.
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