7 or obtain permission for the use of the work and the Project Gutenberg-tm trademark as set forth in paragraphs 1. , and go home before you have to. The man looked as though he would have liked to deny it, but could not. Her bald head had swollen on her shoulders, puffy with fresh blood that ringed her mouth. I once might have married you for your beauty,—now I marry you for your wealth. Anna merely glanced at the coarse, flushed features, and at once shook her head. He might spend the rest of his days at McClintock's in perfect security. She shattered the edifice he was building up of himself as a devoted lover, waiting only his chance to win her from a hopeless and consuming passion. Luckily, Sir James was so much engrossed by his own task, that both the remark and gesture escaped him. There was no keeping Sheila from the truth, and it was better that anyone who lived under her roof knew it. So she married him. Her spirit awoke in dismay to an affection in ruins, to the immense undignified disaster that had come to them. “I would like to go home,” she cried, “to please her. “Fearful old fogey! I can’t imagine any sister of yours putting up with him for a moment. And I’m off to America, and if my steamer goes to the bottom of the Atlantic I’ll thank the Lord for it.
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