If only she had thought to plunge the scissors into her own heart! Hoddy … to return and find her either gone or dead! But even as the Wastrel's arms gathered her, there came the sound of hurrying steps on the veranda. The idea that he held in his arms the girl whom he had once so passionately loved, and for whom he still retained an ardent but hopeless attachment, almost overcame him. Pray, walk in. People were not slaves to their gods as they are now, oppressed and unhappy, chained to their mortality and suffering so that they may one day enter an imaginary Heaven. The settlement was on the middle west coast. Hang the wench! Roding was right. ’ ‘Then you’re mad,’ Roding said flatly, and suddenly grinned. ’ For a moment he looked daunted.
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