” John took his hand away. But he has never been near her—never. ] CHAPTER VIII Slowly Ruth entered her own room. ‘Who me, sir? Lor’ no, sir. “How old are you?\" He looked at her engagingly. But now it’s beads by the cask—like the hold of a West African trader. ’ ‘You traitor, Gerald,’ laughed Lucilla, her yellow curls bouncing under a huge straw bonnet all over flowers. There must be something behind the missioner's actions, something of which the girl knew nothing nor suspected. His slightest move caused her infinite pleasure. It felt too good. I can't keep a good man beyond three pay-days. “You did good!” She closed her eyes and rested in the moment, imagining a normal life where she would go to college, have babies with John, watch her children have children, live, and die as she had always wanted to.
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