" "I feel bewildered," said Ruth. " "Do you mock me?" cried Jack, levelling a pistol at him. As he pocketed it, her open palm reached out and slapped his cheek. Good looks, with a melancholy cast, always drew sentimental females. She loved for him to regale her with the stories of his past, the days of ancient Greece. Another picture slid across her vision. John knew everybody, it seemed. And, though neither peace nor innocence can be restored to my bosom; though tears cannot blot out my offences, nor sorrow drown my shame; yet, knowing that my penitence is sincere, I do not despair that my transgressions may be forgiven. Lucy crouched by the side of the grave, her head in her hands, rocking back and forth.
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