He uttered one word over and over, monotonously: "Fool! … Fool!" But invariably the touch of Ruth's hand quieted him, and his head would cease to roll from side to side. On his third visit to the island she had surprised him, that is, she had glanced up suddenly and caught the look of the beast in his eyes. It makes wonderful sentences that you can repeat in the City and are good enough for Punch. Sheppard, I'm sure, will say as much for you. " "You need not," replied Jack, in a tone of the deepest compunction. Her roving eagerness was at all times shaded with shyness, reserve, repression.
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