Wood had been my father, as well as yours. Then she called a hansom and drove home. From the Sha-mien to the yacht, Spurlock had uttered no word; though, even in the semi-darkness, no gesture or word of Ruth's escaped him. A new inexplicable madness that urged him to shrill ironically the story of his coat—to take it off and fling it at the feet of any stranger who chanced to be nigh. It is the only way. ’ She halted, her pistol still held firm and straight, both hands gripping it, her expressive features at once determined and uncertain. He declined to come in. “I would give my life for you. Think better of it.
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