’ ‘Damn you, I should have beaten you,’ Gerald swore, holding fast to his corner of the little square of linen. During the foregoing occurrences a dead calm prevailed. The silence of Canton at night was sinister, for none could prophesy what form of mob might suddenly boil out. She wore a plain black dress, reaching almost to her throat—her small oval face, with the large brown eyes, was colourless, delicately expressive, yet with something mysterious in its Sphinx-like immobility. To make Ruth pay for it! He wanted to get away, into some immense echoless tract where he could give vent to this wild laughter which tore at his vitals. To his intense satisfaction, Melusine bit her lip on a tremor. . Sheppard snatched back her hand from his grasp, and exerted all her force to repel his advances.
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