All her tender lures, inherent and acquired, had shattered themselves futilely against the reserve he had set between them. He would never be able to figure out that: all these miles from Cuba, and you could get a perfecto for thirteen cents. Spurlock knew exactly what he was doing, however: speculative mischief, to see how she would act. ” Annabel looked down. But if he's in bed, how the devil is he going with me, supposing I decide to hire him? The mudhook comes up to-morrow night. Love … to take her in his arms and to comfort her: and then to add to her cup of bitterness the knowledge that her husband was a thief! For himself he did not care; God could continue to grind and pulverize him; but to add another grain to the evil he had already wrought upon Ruth was unthinkable.
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