Even Capes had been for her merely an excitant to passionate love—a mere idol at whose feet one could enjoy imaginative wallowings. "Vell, vell," growled Sharples, after he had listened to the other's remonstrances, "it shall be done. Until she had left her island, what she heard and what she saw were truths. And there are other guides. You think you love this other man! No doubt you do love him. Swiftly she ran her hands over the carvings, trying to find the lever to the secret panel again. But a girl is soiled not only by evil but by the proximity of evil, and a reputation for rashness may do her as serious an injury as really reprehensible conduct.
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