“Please not now. " Mrs. Ruth loved him. Let us be friends—as near and close as friends can be. I did it in self-defence. But he could only discern a black and shapeless mass, floating upon the water at a little distance, which, to his bewildered fancy, appeared absolutely standing still. His brute strength surged through her veins, she could feel his energy in her heart, his life force stolen like candy from a baby. "It's all over," groaned Wood, "and perhaps it's as well her senses are gone.
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