‘Forgive me, Mrs Sindlesham, but do you tell me this inheritance that Melusine has fought so hard to recover is completely wasted?’ The old lady gave him a sharp look. He frowned. I want to put myself into your hands. ‘As for you—’ ‘Do not address me. “What a little brick!” he murmured. The Dawn Pearl! To be with her constantly, with no diversions to serve as barricades! Damn McClintock for putting this thought in his head—that Ruth loved him! He flung himself upon the beach, face downward, his outflung hands digging into the sand: which was oddly like his problem—he could not grip it. I cut off her limbs so that she would not escape. ’ His face changed, all the humour and tenderness leaving it in an instant. A sob was strangled in her throat.
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