It doesn’t matter. Part 2 They had their explanations the next evening, but they were explanations in quite other terms than Ann Veronica had anticipated, quite other and much more startling and illuminating terms. Presently she saw Spurlock on the way to the lagoon. His literary instincts began to stir. She was sitting on the mean straw mattress that was placed on the iron bedstead in the makeshift cell, while Melusine stood with her back to the door, confronting her old nurse with the truth. Ruth loved him. He had this thing for his twin daughters. It was Annabel who spoke. And if one were to love some one very much, it’s just so that one would be blindest, just when one wanted most to see. She calmed herself, breathing deeply. "Enough!" exclaimed Wild, triumphantly.
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