You, Jack Sheppard, have nothing to fear, as you've become evidence against your accomplice. Goopes down on him with the lesson Titian teaches so beautifully in his “Sacred and Profane Love,” and became quite eloquent upon the impossibility of any deception in the former. “How could it not have hurt?” His analytical side started putting in overtime. “It is hateful—diabolical!” he exclaimed. There was a black fear in his heart. Because of the thought of love and companionship? No. His tongue was hot. To make Ruth pay for it! He wanted to get away, into some immense echoless tract where he could give vent to this wild laughter which tore at his vitals. Her tone should have warned him, but he was too much in earnest to regard it. He's a model of conjugal attachment and fidelity, a pattern to his family, and an example to his neighbours. It’s just to feel—one owns one’s self. Wood, at the top of her voice.
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