I don’t mean I’m not a good woman—I mean that
I’m not a GOOD woman. "
"Rot! Mac, what do you suppose the natives used to call her? The
Dawn Pearl!"
McClintock wagged his Scotch head negatively. So, forthwith, without any preliminaries beyond introductions, he began the
ceremony; and shortly Ruth Enschede became Ruth Spurlock, for better or for
worse. It probably still wouldn’t help. She had, poor inexperienced fool, given
herself away. "Yes, my angel, to her—rest her soul! She extorted it from me, and bound me by
a solemn oath to fulfil it. A
shudder rippled across his shoulders. ‘What are you, a nincompoop? She was
Nicholas’s wife, of course. To her chagrin, he ignored her, and turned a venomous eye on his betrothed. She found herself mildly entertained by staring at the
houses through the rain as she walked home, all cast in a
gray blurry film noir gauze of rain. He would always see the picture of the
huge, raw-boned Dutchman, haranguing and thundering the word of God into
the dull ears of South Sea Islanders, who, an hour later, would be carrying fruit
penitently to their wooden images. What a treat to see all the old tabbies taken at fault for
once!’
‘You are a dreadful child,’ scolded Mrs Sindlesham, with which Melusine
could not but agree, despite the dimple rioting in her great-aunt’s cheek. "
The poor widow hung her head, and pressed her child closer to her breast. “I think, aunt,” she said, “you might trust to my self-respect to keep me
out of that. ’
‘Ah, then indeed I thank you,’ said Melusine on a sigh of relief, moved for
once to smile at the captain.
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