There would be ultimate misery, but it would be needless cruelty to give her a push toward it. Ruth stared into the painted face, now sundrily cracked by the coursing tears. “I was sick of the make-believe. She had but to choose. It is of no use. ’ He added, as alarm spread over the lad’s face, ‘Don’t concern yourself. “I will MAKE you love me! Until he has faded—faded into a memory. I felt his heart. Free, there is nothing left to her but the canal. Yet before she turned once more to resume her flight she schooled herself with an effort to look where it had happened.
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