The image did not move. To be sure, Ruth had dimly been aware of this; but now for the first time she was made painfully conscious of it. She stole the opportunity to peer at his departing figure from the closed curtains of the front room window, his shoulders slumped forward, his posture and his ego slightly deflated. "It is her child!" shrieked Rowland, in a voice heard above the howling of the tempest, "risen from this roaring abyss to torment me. The next moment he was by her side. He fancied that the whole fabric of the bridge was cracking over head,—that the arch was tumbling upon him,—that the torrent was swelling around him, whirling him off, and about to bury him in the deafening abyss. Brendon and Courtlaw who had been watching for her, met her at the door. But if we had gone under—!” They regarded one another silently, and Ann Veronica had one of her penetrating flashes. . “Your mother was a Gypsy. In this state Mrs. I am not come here to play the part of your father-confessor. She paused.
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