She had fallen asleep. The Dawn Pearl! To be with her constantly, with no diversions to serve as barricades! Damn McClintock for putting this thought in his head—that Ruth loved him! He flung himself upon the beach, face downward, his outflung hands digging into the sand: which was oddly like his problem—he could not grip it. Even now he was not at all sure that she was not playing with him. But her husband, whose deportment to her was considerably changed since the fatal knot had been tied, paid no attention whatever to her grief. On a stool eight feet high sat a small boy in a faded blue cotton, his face like that of young Buddha. \"Well, to tell you the truth, John Diedermayer. Supposing he too wanted love and his arms were as empty as hers? Some living thing that depended upon her. ” She thanked him with a look and rose to her feet.
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