D'ye hear. Melusine was unable to repulse him—even had she tried. She would look up, shake her head, and then
go back to her reading or crewelwork. \"
He piped up. She went on her way now no longer dreaming and appreciative, but disturbed
and unwillingly observant behind her mask of serene contentment. Do you mind talking to some one
else. ‘Seems to me
like you know just about as much as me. I guess those books are okay because they
are fiction. I would like you to believe that the decision
I have arrived at—to stay away—is wholly and entirely to save you pain. ’
‘You traitor, Gerald,’ laughed Lucilla, her yellow curls bouncing under a huge
straw bonnet all over flowers. "
The phrase was new, but Ruth nodded understandingly. He now tells her that she is free, no longer a slave. ’
‘Don’t start arguing again, for God’s sake,’ snapped Roding irritably, dragging
out his own large pocket-handkerchief. "I leave this bowl for you," he cried, returning it to the landlord untasted. CHAPTER XXIII
Next morning Ruth did not refer to the episode on the sands of the lagoon.
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