And thus it was that she came upon a book of Stevenson's verse—her first adventure into poetry. “Who are you?” She asked innocently. The four tourists contributed varied sums: the spinsters ten cents each, the girl a shilling, the young man a Mexican dollar. But, urged by his wife's cries, who was more anxious for the preservation of her child's life than her own, he snatched up the infant, and made his escape from the back of the premises. Her momentary instinct was to run to him and be comforted, like the old times. Sheila’s own waif of a husband had objected to her airing the truth, he had even gotten the nerve to bring up the word divorce. “I am afraid that you are making a mistake. ” “Delusion!” he muttered, glaring at her.
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