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Throwing down the pencil, she snatched up a piece of India-rubber, and exclaiming,—"It isn't at all like him! it isn't half handsome enough!" was about to efface the sketch, when Thames darted into the room. CHAPTER VII The astonishing collapse of Spurlock created a tableau of short duration. She stood 218 there, broken bottle still in hand. . It was maddening to be made to feel that he was in any way the inferior of this cool, self-possessed young woman, whose eyes seemed for a moment to scintillate with scorn. John knew better. This was what he missed. It appeared from what he said that he had been captured when asleep,—that his liquor had been drugged,—otherwise, he would never have allowed himself to be taken alive. He impetuously grasped a hold of her hand, looking for a callous. He smiled grandly; she could feel the radiance of his approval from across the wedding table. Quite trying of him not to be there when he is wanted. " "He couldn't help it, Ruth. The thought of them distressed her without subtracting at all from the oceans of happiness in which she swam. That he should pay forty pounds to help this girl who preferred another man was no less in his eyes than a fraud and mockery that made her denial a maddening and outrageous disgrace to him.
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