Perhaps you will explain the state of panic into which I seem to have thrown you. He was an officer, and a person of very great sense, and altogether a desirable parti. I thank God for His sunlight on your face. So, while she watched, distressed and bewildered by her tumbling thoughts, the packet, Canton bound, ruffled the placid waters of the Pearl River. There was no way of recalling the words; so she waited. 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. “Are you sorry you waited, aunt?” she said. No! I do not even know that he cares for me. Nothing but the publicity of the place and the recollection of that terrible constituency kept him from attempting some perfectly respectful but unmistakable evidence of his sympathy. It's your eagerness that bothers me. ” “You came—here!” he repeated, vaguely. ‘Precisely.
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