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. When I carried you up here like a bride, that is the way I wanted us to be, Mary Lucia. Once more he begged; but as Ruth only repeated her sharp command, he spun about and raced toward the jungle. 1.
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