Traci was the most grateful, because he stopped his sexual advances. I see that I am a beast—I beg your pardon, bête—and an imbecile, and an idiot. They would suffer amazing hardships to hunt the snow-leopard; but in the Temple of Five Hundred Gods they would not take the trouble to ask the name of one! But this girl, she was alone. Do not mistake me. ’ A sudden clatter of booted feet sounded in the hall beyond. One hour later she had gone back to the mission—without the salt. A strange betrothal!—the primal idea of which was escape! The girl, intent upon abrogating for ever all legal rights of the father in the daughter, of rendering innocuous the thing she had now named the Terror: the boy, seeking selfcrucifixion in expiation of his transgression, changing a peccadillo into damnation! It was easy for Ruth to surrender to the idea, for she believed she was loved; and in gratitude it was already her determination to give this boy her heart's blood, drop by drop, if he wanted it.
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