Then he looked across at Mrs Sindlesham. CHAPTER XXIII Next morning Ruth did not refer to the episode on the sands of the lagoon. "Her blood be upon her own head, then," replied Rowland, sternly. If it were but the question of his reason for marrying her, the solution would have been simple. He strangled the infant, which slipped out of his hands and screamed. Would you tell her … now?" his eyes flaming with mockery. Hanging on the wall was a temple censer, bronze, moulded in the shape of a lotus blossom with stem and leaves—deadly as a club. The young man was mollified by her sympathy, and flattered by the obvious attempts of several of the other guests to draw him into conversation. You say you need a man.
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