CHAPTER XXI
McClintock's island was twelve miles long and eight miles wide, with the shape
of an oyster. “Not a bit. ‘Yes, like you,’ she snapped, with a venomous glance, her role evidently
forgotten for the moment. Here was the same Ruth who had left him a few minutes
since: the same outwardly; and yet…!
On the ninth day Spurlock was up and about; that is, he was strong enough to
walk alone, from the companion to his chair, to lean upon the rail when the chair
grew irksome, to join Ruth and his employer at lunch and dinner: strong enough
to argue about books, music, paintings. ” She put
her wrists upon his shoulders, feeling him surge with the
pride of his own masculinity as she touched him. The houses overhung in a
frightful manner, and looked as if the next gust would precipitate them into the
river.
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