Her
figure was perfect,—tall, graceful, rounded,—and, then, she had deep liquid blue
eyes, that rivalled the stars in lustre. I wish to rise in the world, mademoiselle, and you are going to help
me. It was just
then that she came face to face with Nigel Ennison. She stood there limply and
did not act to resist him. Now that she was his, to make or mar, she presented an extraordinary
fascination. How little he
knew about Ruth—the background from which she had sprung! He knew that
her father was a missioner, that her mother was dead, that she had been born on
this island, and that, at the time of his collapse, she had been on the way to an
aunt in the States. "If you touch me I will kill you," said Ruth, grasping the scissors which lay
beside the pencils—Hoddy's!
The Wastrel laughed, still advancing.
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