"Well," she said, in reply, "I may have done Jack an injustice. It was always jabbing him with white-hot barbs, waking or sleeping. Here a little delay occurred. “Do you believe me now?” She asked. She fled. At this gate two paths meet. You didn’t see me fall into a swoon when you cursed just now, did you?’ ‘I’m beginning to doubt if anything less than a sledgehammer would send you into a swoon,’ Gerald retorted. So Ruth took another step toward her destination, which we in our vanity call destiny. From the threshold she looked her accuser steadily and coldly in the face. To-night they say he will be conscious. The slack of her ridinghabit and full under-petticoats was gathered into her left hand, and her booted ankles were visible as she held the skirts well out of her way. Then Manning flopped back in his chair and dropped his chin like a man shot.
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