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‘Not where we’re going. Were Captain Darrell to offer you his hand, would you accept it?" "Your impertinence deserves very different treatment, Sir," said Winifred; "but, to put an end to this annoyance, I will tell you—I would not. She stood on the mat instead, and looked down on him. Unless there was some real metal in the young fool, some hidden strength with which to breast the current, Ruth would become a millstone around his neck and soon he would become to her an object of pity and contempt. Finally she fell into reflection. Opening her large black eyes, she fixed them upon him for a moment with a mixture of terror and loathing, and then averted her gaze. She knew blood was rushing to his face and other places as well. Stanley. Even then it sent Spurlock spinning backward, to crash against the wall. "You are Ruth?" "Yes," said Ruth, stirred by anger and bitterness and astonishment.
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