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‘Only you made me lose my temper, and—’ ‘I made you do so? Pah!’ Gerald at last succeeded in ripping the handkerchief from her grasp, and swiftly held it to her neck, oblivious to her now bloodied fingers clawing at his hand. A tall, clean-shaven man came out and walked rapidly through the room, exchanging greetings right and left, but evidently anxious to avoid being detained. ‘Ah, there is the little menace itself,’ he drawled, recovering some of his own sangfroid. Yet he stays. ” She whispered to him. “You are persuaded to come and take part in these outrageous proceedings— many of you, I am convinced, have no idea whatever of their nature. There was an air of repressed gaiety in her actions: the sense of freedom had returned; her heart was empty again. " "I cannot consent to it," replied Sir Rowland firmly. Unless there was some real metal in the young fool, some hidden strength with which to breast the current, Ruth would become a millstone around his neck and soon he would become to her an object of pity and contempt.
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