But to confess about Gerald— no, a thousand times. His interest was divided: while his ears drank in the sounds, his glance constantly roved from Ruth to the performer and back to Ruth. ’ ‘Captain Roding, sir,’ put in Gerald, adding on a jocular note, ‘Another of the green whippersnappers you had to contend with some years back. ’ Melusine’s arm crept up around his neck. There’s no sense in morality, I suppose, unless you are fundamentally immoral. A short way off in the fields he descried a sort of shed or cow-house, and thither he contrived to drag his weary limbs. ’ Fire enveloped Charvill’s mind and he brought up his cane, pointed like a musket.
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