" In the living room Spurlock's glance was constantly drawn toward Ruth; but in fear that she might sense something wrong, he walked over to the piano and struck a few chords. C. Jonathan again seized her, when the door was thrown open, and Thames Darrell, followed by Mr. ’ ‘You traitor, Gerald,’ laughed Lucilla, her yellow curls bouncing under a huge straw bonnet all over flowers. “Oh God!” she cried, “Oh God!” and flung aside her opera-cloak, and for a time walked about the room—a Corsair’s bride at a crisis of emotion. During all their long comradeship he had never so much as ventured to hold her fingers. A very small settlement, mostly natives.
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