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He wondered if, after all, McClintock wasn't nearest the truth, that Ruth was one of those unfortunate yet innocent women who make havoc with the hearts of men. "Well, I'm not far from the mark. She saw the moonlit waters, the black shadow of the proa, the moon-fire that ran down the far edge of the bellying sail, the silent natives: no sound except the slapping of the outrigger and the low sibilant murmur of water falling away from the sides—and the beating of her heart. She shut her lips hard, her jaw hardened, and she set herself to struggle with him. "What the devil makes you out so late? And what has happened to you, man, eh?—you seem in a queer plight. “The fool I have been!” he cried; and now speech was coming to him. He sat up in his chair as though the question had stung him. She must not tell Martha about Gerald. The strong fingers of one hand secured both her wrists there, and Melusine found herself chest to chest with him as he threw off his hat, and began to pat at her petticoat, searching for tell-tale protrusions.
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