"Surely," he added, staring at Rowland, "either
I'm greatly mistaken, or it is—"
"You are not mistaken, Baptist," returned Rowland with a gesture of silence; "it
is your old friend. Wagstaff. Confound this slavery of sex! I am a man! I will get this
under if I am killed in doing it!”
She scowled into the cold blacknesses about her. . She turned to Martha as the lad exited by the back door, but her nurse
forestalled anything she might have said. And yet—he thought of the supper party where he had met
Annabel Pellissier, the stories about her, his own few minutes’ whispered lovemaking! He was a self-contained young man, but his cheeks grew hot at the
thought of the things which it had seemed quite natural to say to her then, but
which he knew very well would have been instantly resented by the girl whom
he had just left. She might even forgive him. Blueskin answered by dashing his head violently against the flagged floor.
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