" At luncheon, preoccupied in thought, Spurlock did not notice the pallor on Ruth's cheeks or the hunted look in her eyes. His countenance was almost as white and rigid as that of the corpse by his side. That it provided proof of the girl’s identity was one thing. The old man Pottiswick, still grumbling, much to Melusine’s disgust, had gone on his errand to his daughter’s house some two miles distant. ’ A grimace crossed her face. Gerald, intent on his trail, ignored it. Any one very badly moved choked down a few mouthfuls; the symptom of supreme distress was not to be able to touch a bit. The agony on the sands now ceased to puzzle her. . Her thoughts were busy with the possibilities of this break in her journey. "Yes, my angel, to her—rest her soul! She extorted it from me, and bound me by a solemn oath to fulfil it. See what your misconduct has deprived you of —see what you might have been. Treat me as an elder brother, if you like. “I had to.
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