So, in broken, rather breathless phrases, he told his story; and when he had done, he laid his arms upon the table and bent his head to them. She knew very well that a new thing was stirring in her. Cut to pieces —slashed—bloodied. And, mind! no prevaricating—nothing but the truth will satisfy me. She was perhaps as near tears as ever before in her life. ‘No need to upset yourself. The Dawn Pearl! To be with her constantly, with no diversions to serve as barricades! Damn McClintock for putting this thought in his head—that Ruth loved him! He flung himself upon the beach, face downward, his outflung hands digging into the sand: which was oddly like his problem—he could not grip it. “I want two words—with Miss Pellissier alone,” Hill pleaded. ’ He gestured towards the fulminating general.
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