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By hard riding they reached San Jacinto at sun-up as Ghent had promised.
was treating her with a beautiful and bashful courtesy
And still he
“Tell me first what you mean to do with me.”
“By hard riding we can reach San Jacinto before sun-up. Then we’re off for the Cordilleras. I’ve got a claim tucked away in them hills that'll buy you the city of Frisco some day, if you have a mind to it.”
Despite herself Ruth shivered and bit her quivering lips between her teeth. Steve stopped and stared at her again. Then he leaned across the table to her.
“I’ve lived hard and careless and lately I’ve been going down-hill pretty fast. But I haven’t got so low yet but what I can tell one woman from another. I’ve seen what I’ve been looking the world over for, and never knew it. Say your promise holds and I'll go awray now.”
“Oh, yes, go, go!” cried Ruth hysterically. “Be merciful. You will not hold me to my cruel promise.”
“And when I come back?” he asked slowly.
“Oh, go,” she begged him pitifully.
“For good ?”
“Yes.”
“Do you mean that ?”
“Yes, yes, ten thousand times !” her voice rose wildly. “You did yourself and me a hideous wrong by coming here. I was in a panic of fear. I snatched at the first thing I could. Oh, for God’s pity, go away now and never come back. Dont you see there can never be anything between us but hatred, and misery and horror?”
His face hardened. “We’ll see about that. Are you ready to start?” he asked abruptly. “Go and be quick about it.”
In the face of his roughness she retreated hastily before him. To change to riding clothes was the work of a few minutes but still she
lingered in her room, striving to still the “You’ll have to
trembling of her body. Then with head up 8®* a_^°ctof,’.”
and with lips compressed, she re-entered . j*
the living-room, cast a last glance about jjfe an(j that of
her and joined Ghent in the moonlight. your child”
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