“How did you hear that?” Lucy’s brows knitted. "
"At your peril, sirrah!" cried Wood. ”
“Not in the least,” Anna answered calmly. ‘I want a word with you, my lad. 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. ”
They stared at each other through a pause, and both faces were flushed and
obstinate. .
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