She fell with a plop onto her rear end in the mud and sat dumbly like a statue, water eddying around her. . At this juncture, a cry was raised by a servant from below, that the robbers were flying through the garden. Nothing more forlorn could be conceived. Time after time he sent Spurlock into this corner or that; but always the boy regained his feet before the murderous boot could reach the mark. The freezing water lapped around her ankles as she ran along its edge, marveling at the thousands of tiny white spiral shells the tide had brought in. "He seems infatuated about the lad," observed Wild. " "There isn't an angel in heaven, Ruth, purer or sweeter than you are. ' He muttered it continually. Miss Moffatt, the history and moral instruction mistress, was particularly explicit upon this score, and they all agreed in indicating contempt and pity for girls whose minds ran on such matters, and who betrayed it in their conversation or dress or bearing. Anna watched her from the windows, watched the carriage jolt away along the cobbled street and disappear.
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