Ruth was inflammable; she would always be flaring up swiftly, in pity, in tenderness, in anger; she would always be answering impulses, without seeking to weigh or to analyse them. But Ruth was his woman, and he had sworn to God to defend her. By instinct. It was approached from the street by a flight of broad stone steps, leading to a ponderous door, plated with iron, and secured on the inner side by huge bolts, and a lock, with wards of a prodigious size. At length he proceeded toward McClintock's bungalow, drawn by the lights and the sound of music. Sheppard, with startling eagerness. ’ Still the girl said nothing.
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