“I confess it. A momentary petrifaction, and terror had lent wings to her feet. "But I'm a blackguard, too, Ruth. No police officers or lurking storms were anywhere in sight. Gerald studied the darkness beyond the aperture. " "Or the flat stones in the meadows, teeming with life underneath. I’m six hundred and forty-eight years old, John! I should have never seduced a young boy, let alone expected him to keep my secrets for me. That any human being could conceive and execute such a thing! A Roundhead, here in these prosaic times!—and mad as a hatter! Trying the rôle of St.
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