’ ‘Only in hot blood, eh?’ grinned Gerald. Unconscious that his movements were watched, Shotbolt, meanwhile, hastened towards Wych Street. Miss Ellicot, who sang ballads, and liked Brendon to turn over the pages for her, tossed her head. The Protestant Flagellant, who whipped his soul rather than his body, who made self-denial the rack and the boot, who believed that on Sunday it was sacrilegious to smile, blasphemous to laugh! Spurlock had gone back spiritually three hundred years. At the opening of the van doors and the emergence into the fresh air Ann Veronica’s doubt and depression gave place to the wildest exhilaration. To Ruth came that of the great world, her lawful lover at her side; and there would be glorious books into each of which he would unconsciously put a little of her soul along with his own, needing her always. ’ The lady sighed and spread her hands. Even Capes had been for her merely an excitant to passionate love—a mere idol at whose feet one could enjoy imaginative wallowings.
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