CHAPTER XXIII Next morning Ruth did not refer to the episode on the sands of the lagoon. They began to wrestle fiercely. Ruth flashed in and out of the sunshine; and he took note of the radiant nimbus above her head each time the sunshine touched her hair. Eric Vorsack still toiled at work. Supper was quickly served; the oldest bottle of wine was brought from the cellar; the strongest barrel of ale was tapped; but not one of the party could eat or drink—their hearts were too full. A long shrill cat-call in the gallery seemed to be the signal. "Precisely. Let her see if she could manage this one, perhaps turn all to suit herself? ‘What do you think to do with me now?’ The captain lowered the pistol.
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