’ ‘I thought so,’ Gerald said with satisfaction. The thin stream of blood on which her eyes were fastened with a nameless horror reached almost to her feet. I felt as though I had bandaged eyes. I love some one else. The idea of Ruth as a talisman against misfortune—which he now recognized as a sick man's idea— faded as his appreciation of the absurd reasserted itself. Her fanciful imagination no longer drew pictures of the aunt in the doorway of a wooden house, her arms extended in welcome. Wood. "My horses, Charcam," he said, as a servant appeared. Spurlock sat limply, his arms hanging.
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