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Captain Roding grinned. I’ve got imagination. Her father had determined on a new line. She had grabbed! She became less and less attentive to
his meditative, self-complacent fragments of talk as she told herself this. The poor child! What frightful things she must have seen on that island of hers!
The noise of crashing glass caused a diversion; and Ruth turned gratefully
toward the sound. After all, what did it matter?—it or anything else in the world? She was
within reach of his arms, beautiful, compelling, herself as it seemed suddenly
conscious of the light which was burning in his eyes. "You will make me the happiest of mankind," cried the woollen-draper, falling
on his knees, and seizing her hand, which he devoured with kisses.
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