He turned the wheel carefully as he touched her neck
with the other, threading her soft curls in between his
slim fingers. The gallows is in view—I see it
with all its hideous apparatus!—ough!" and shuddering violently, she placed her
hands before her, as if to exclude some frightful vision from her sight. It was filled with sopping lichens and green benches too
slimy to sit upon. ’ She flounced
back to stare out of the window again. She stared out of the paned glass window, watching
the trees being blown bare by the gale force. "What's become of Ruth?"
"Gone to her room. "Rowland," she said, in a faint voice, "I have not many minutes to live. “You mean to tell me” he said, “that you have a
lover? While I have been keeping you! Yes—keeping you!”
This view of life he hurled at her as if it were an offensive missile. His horse,
which had apparently gone to sleep, preferred to remain where he was. “I’m five years older
than you, and no end wiser, being a man. Give him his medicine
every half hour. ’
‘Not if you want one of good family, no,’ he agreed mildly. His face, as he
looked down where his hand sought for a weapon concealed in her petticoat, was
so close that she could see only the line of his firm jaw, the drag of his powdered
hair that drew it into the military pigtail, and the black ribbon that adorned it.
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