" "Caught you napping, eh?" rejoined Ireton, with a laugh. Her head snapped back as he grabbed her by the hair. She turned to Lucilla, a plea in her face. Why? He could preach the Word and deny Love!—tame the savage heart, succour broken white men!—pray with his face strained with religious fervour! The idea made her dizzy because it was so inexplicable. ‘Obstinate fool!’ She saw Gosse raise a hand, and dug into her nun’s habit for the knife she had not thought to need. ’ ‘I will tell you how I make that out,’ Melusine said fiercely. He hadn't followed this angle of thought in ten years: what he might have been, with a little shrewd selfishness. “Sold again,” she remarked. "See the devil!—not I," cried Wood impatiently. “Does he never speak to you of—of old times?” she faltered.
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