" "'Sblood!" exclaimed Wild, uneasily. “I’m d——d if I understand this,” he said thoughtfully. Pig and brute! Yet calling him hard names would not help her. He had bled everywhere, but she had struck when the opportunity was ripe. The girl stood with her hands behind her back, sulky, resolute, and intelligent, a strand of her black hair over one eye and looking more than usually delicate-featured, and more than ever like an obdurate child. "She was mine before you ever saw her. She sat, crouched together, by the corner of the hearthrug under the bookcase that supported the pig’s skull, and looked into the fire and up at Ann Veronica’s face, and let herself go. It began in the eyes and spread to the lips: warm, embracing, even fatherly. " Ruth's eyes began to glow. I will not trust you.
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