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. Now the sense of beauty was spreading to a multitude of hitherto unsuspected aspects of the world about her. She had seen for herself right up in the bedroom window with her binoculars when Joanie was gone shopping one night, right with her own eyes. "I think the natives saw you coming out of the lagoon, one dawn. Then Courtlaw looked across at her with a white puzzled face. ” She thought of her father, and with an effort dismissed him from her mind. ’ Releasing her, he turned and walked swiftly towards the door. It was the size of my palm.
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