” And Ann Veronica at once went back with the hold-all, trying not to hurry indecently but to keep up her dignified air of being a wronged person doing the right thing at a smart trot, to pack. Oh, it was very bad. She ran 60 past it with melancholic dread towards the slope that led to the ocean. ‘You are related to General Lord Charvill?’ ‘Monsieur le baron, he is my grandpére,’ she confirmed. The release was so great that she felt tears spring from her eyes. " Her island! How well he knew it, thought Spurlock, for all he lacked the name and whereabouts! Suddenly a new thought arose and buffeted him. . Ruth was inflammable; she would always be flaring up swiftly, in pity, in tenderness, in anger; she would always be answering impulses, without seeking to weigh or to analyse them. And then—this sudden thrust. He would have to make sure of her silence. ’ There was a pause. Winifred's reception was kind, but more distant, and after the slight ceremonial she resumed her occupation. No, no! Not now!" Ruth turned abruptly and walked toward the bungalow, mounted the veranda steps, and vanished within. They had cried a little, both.
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