She hadn't measured up; she had been stupid; she hadn't known how to make love. She read on and on, now thrilled by the swiftly moving drama, now enraptured by the tender passages of love. “If you come a step nearer to me,” she said, “I will smash every glass on this table. . A strange betrothal!—the primal idea of which was escape! The girl, intent upon abrogating for ever all legal rights of the father in the daughter, of rendering innocuous the thing she had now named the Terror: the boy, seeking selfcrucifixion in expiation of his transgression, changing a peccadillo into damnation! It was easy for Ruth to surrender to the idea, for she believed she was loved; and in gratitude it was already her determination to give this boy her heart's blood, drop by drop, if he wanted it. The latter formed by far the most knavish-looking and unprepossessing portion of the assemblage. He thought rationally; that is to say, he thought clearly, as a child thinks clearly. ” “That’s horrible!” He gasped. I would have liked to know. You have your work before you, and I——” He kissed her on the lips.
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