“Can’t stop, thanks,” he answered. ” Ann Veronica was about to reply, when he went on, with a still more deadly quiet: “I am not here to bandy words with you. What is the use of it? I do not wish to marry you. So long as he lived, Spurlock knew that in fancy he would be reconstructing that scene between himself and Ruth's father. The fellow is little better than a lunatic. He daren't quarrel with me: and if he does, let him look to himself. Twenty guineas, mind.
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