He
fancied that the whole fabric of the bridge was cracking over head,—that the
arch was tumbling upon him,—that the torrent was swelling around him,
whirling him off, and about to bury him in the deafening abyss. Already he was dramatizing Ruth, involving her, now in some pearl
thieving adventure, now in some impossible tale of a white goddess. It was
most amusing. . U. "
"I can't! I can't—not now!"
"Bat!—can't you see that she's the kind who would understand and forgive? She
loves you. "
"O Heavens!" screamed Winifred, while her father lifted up his hands in silent
horror. It will hold aloof, a little undecided whether to pelt or not—”
“That depends whether we carry ourselves as though we expected pelting,”
said Ann Veronica. I like the way you shared it. There was just a minute’s hesitation before they gave her a
room. She had never said anything so
horrible to anyone in her life. Part 6
When Ann Veronica reached her little bed-sitting-room again, every nerve in
her body was quivering with shame and self-disgust. You need not be afraid. I defy you
to explain it away.
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