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” “On the contrary,” Anna whispered quietly, “we met in a small boarding-house where I was stopping. I'm ashamed to say that I was too much terrified to scream out—but ran and hid myself. He's an interpretative genius, if there ever was one. He had barely settled at his desk in his library, when he was disturbed by two morning callers. He now tells her that she is free, no longer a slave. Plays Beethoven, Rubenstein and all those chaps. "My son! my dear, dear son!" returned Mrs. So he dashed himself from the highest turret of the castle he had made to the rocks below!” “Lucy, open the door, it’s me, Martin. He passed, and came loitering back and stood beside her, silently looking into her face. 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. No wonder that Trenchard, as he gazed at this fearful being, should have some misgivings cross him.
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