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CHAPTER XXIII Next morning Ruth did not refer to the episode on the sands of the lagoon. It was only some hours after that these ambiguous elements evaporated and vanished and loathing came, and she really began to be thoroughly sick and ashamed of the whole disgraceful quarrel and scuffle. Her fingers clutched the side of the door as though to steady herself. "One last embrace. He smiled grandly; she could feel the radiance of his approval from across the wedding table. “I have not the least idea who he is. ” “Personally,” he went on, “I must confess to a great disappointment. From what she could tell, he truly had convinced himself that he was in love with her, but she knew that his ardor would fade eventually inasmuch as she knew John’s would. That’s where you go wrong. ‘But then again, possibly not. He must be tied behind the carriage. When I drink blood, I. ” “And our destinations also, it seems,” she added, smiling. ” “It convinced Mr.
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