Thus, all her interest in life began to centre upon the patient, who was apparently quite as anchorless as she was. CHAPTER XXII Every morning at dawn it was Spurlock's custom to take a plunge in the lagoon. It is true that I do not love Ruth; but I swear to you, before the God of my fathers, that she shall never know it!" "I'll be getting along. " It was only a shade better than the Stone Hold. ’ ‘She?’ scoffed Martha. Wood's anxiety grew so insupportable, that he seized his hat with the intention of sallying forth in search of them, though he did not know whither to bend his steps, when his departure was arrested by a gentle knock at the door. ‘But on the off chance—slim, I grant you —that there is a spy down there, I don’t want to miss the fun.
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