CHAPTER XXIII Next morning Ruth did not refer to the episode on the sands of the lagoon. They were standing face to face now upon the hearthrug. ‘I think that was what began his downfall. He chuckled. Womanhood is sacred to me. You're alone, too, child. ’ She halted, her pistol still held firm and straight, both hands gripping it, her expressive features at once determined and uncertain. She was a woman now to the tips of her fingers; she had said good-bye to her girlhood in the old garden four years and a quarter ago. " "I hope you never may, my love," humbly acquiesced the carpenter. But I do not even care if I am absurd. ” He made quite a long pause, and went on, with a sigh: “You have a voting paper given you—” They emerged into the publicity of the lawn.
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