Then
he stood up and repeated it again. He was now within a foot of the bar, and introducing
himself into the hole, speedily worked his way to it. "
"You believe it, father?"
"From the bottom of my heart. "Where?"
"That can wait," she answered. ’ Reminiscence made him
smile. A strange betrothal!—the primal idea of which was escape! The girl, intent upon
abrogating for ever all legal rights of the father in the daughter, of rendering
innocuous the thing she had now named the Terror: the boy, seeking selfcrucifixion in expiation of his transgression, changing a peccadillo into
damnation!
It was easy for Ruth to surrender to the idea, for she believed she was loved; and
in gratitude it was already her determination to give this boy her heart's blood,
drop by drop, if he wanted it. He reappeared in street clothes, his cropped hair not
even damp from the shower, fresh-faced and sweetsmelling. CHAPTER X. ”
“For a little time,” she answered. He was indeed still in the throes of his
bewilderment. He was waiting in the outer hall as she tiptoed in. After a series of mental gymnastics—occupying the space of a few seconds—it
came to him with a shock that here was a new specimen of the species. The doctor had not heard from his people. "He is dying?" whispered Ruth.
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