" "If it were so, he would have great reason to be proud of the relationship, truly," observed Wood, shrugging his shoulders. Yet her hands dropped, and she sighed deeply. She was an Egyptian, from the magical times. I asked him why, and he hadn’t a reason. 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. She taught him how to sail a proa, how to hack open a milk-coconut, how to relish bamboo sprouts. Shari and Cathy make all the trimmings, the casseroles, vegetables, and potatoes. ’ He regarded her thoughtfully. ‘She’s terrified. They were going up the slope into Waterloo Station.
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