“Much as I hate rows, I’ve either got to make a stand or give in altogether. To take Spring and Love out of her life, as if there were
no human instincts to tell Ruth what was being denied her! And what must have
been the man's thought as he came upon Ruth wearing a gown of her mother's?
—a fair picture of the mother in the primrose days? Not a flicker of an eyelash;
steel and granite outwardly. I can wield a quarterstaff as well as a prize-fighter, and have beaten Figg
himself at the broadsword. "Put about, waterman, for God's sake!" cried Wood, whose humanity got the
better of every personal consideration; "some one is overboard. He touched a long-standing sore, and Ann Veronica found herself vainly
trying to explain—the inexplicable. I don’t love you. ’
‘All the way to England?’
She opened wide eyes. He's a Welshman, and I wouldn't for a trifle that any accident befel
him. "You!" cried Jack, scornfully.
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