" And she flung herself between them. The sing-song girl, her fiddle broken, was beating her forehead upon the floor and wailing: Ai, ai! Ai, ai! Spurlock—or Taber, as he called himself—sat slumped in a chair, staring with glazed eyes at nothing, absolutely uninterested in the confusion for which he was primarily accountable. His hand rested heavily and cruelly upon Ruth's shoulder. You are without sense and not sympathique in the least. Why would militia be infesting the place? And he must by now be aware of my interest. I always fall on my feet, you know. If I’d meant it, my girl, you’d be dead meat. There was nothing of the phenomenon in this. ‘He destroyed the papers?’ ‘That’s right,’ Roding said, throwing her a glance of frowning surprise, as if he had not rated her intelligence so high. She wanted to be on with the show. It appeared highly probable to her that he would stop her allowance. And you don’t know what led to our separation.
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