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In each pause she could sense his growing trepidation. " The walls appeared to rock; bulging shadows reached out; the candle flames became mocking eyes; and the blood drummed thunderously in Spurlock's ears. " "Do you mock me?" cried Jack, levelling a pistol at him. 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. Last time— you made me feel snubbed. " She kindled with sympathy. If she delayed a day she would delay two days, if she delayed two days she would delay a week, and after a week things would be adjusted to submission forever. This is not honourable. ” “That is quite untrue,” she declared cheerfully. Perhaps I may borrow yours one day?’ ‘Lucilla, you wretch,’ burst from the captain. She saw his lips yell, “Stop. "Don't look at it, I entreat," she cried. There he sat, cheerfully friendly in his sex’s freedom—the man she loved, the one man she cared should unlock the way to the wide world for her imprisoned feminine possibilities, and he seemed regardless that she stifled under his eyes; he made a jest of all this passionate insurgence of the souls of women against the fate of their conditions. Already the seed of a tender dream was stirring. His hand shook so violently that he dropped the handkerchief; and he let it lie on the floor because he dared not stoop.
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