Yet either the rest or the wine seemed already to have done him good. Soot was everywhere, for the lamp would not stay trimmed in the gale. He'll be able to help us a little now. Her heart ached; and that puzzled her. Mother! do you know what you do? Would you sell yourself to this fiend?" "I would sell myself, body and soul, to save you," rejoined his mother, bursting from his grasp. Without preamble, in a voice of extreme exasperation, he demanded, ‘Now what the devil’s to do? What in God’s name do you mean by sending Gerald such a ridiculous letter? Never read anything half as crazy. He tried not to think—of Ruth with her mother's locket, of her misguided father, taking his lonely way to sea. ‘Valade, if you don’t mind.
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