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“Steady on!” he cried. “You remember our first meeting?” “Yes,” he answered hoarsely. She wanted to kiss his feet. And the grotesquest fact was that she did not so much loathe, as experience with a quite critical condemnation this strange sensation of being kissed. Supposing that was it; at least, a solution to part of this amazing riddle? Supposing her father had made her assist him in the care of the derelicts solely to fill her with loathing and abhorrence for mankind? "Didn't you despise the men your father brought home—the beachcombers?" "No. He recoiled from the sting. "I have killed her," cried Jack. " "Company!" echoed Rachel; "at this time of night?" "Company, child," repeated Kneebone. He had put himself before the threshold of damnation; for Ruth was now a vestal in the temple.
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