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Ruth tried to bend over Bonbright, to lift his head, to give him
assistance, but Dulac jerked her away.
"Don't touch him. Don't dare to touch him," he said.
"He doesn't--move," she said, in a horrified whisper. "Maybe you've-
killed him."
"He deserved it. ... And you--have you anything to say? What are you
doing here--with him?"
"Let me go," she panted. "Let me see--I must see. He can't be--dead.
... You--you BEAST!" she cried, shrilly. "He was good. He meant no
harm. ... He loved me, and that's why this happened. It's my fault--
my fault."
"Be still," he commanded. "He loved you--you admit it. You dare admit
it--and you here alone with him at night."
"He asked--me--to--marry--him," she said, faintly. "He was not--what
you think. ... He was a good--boy."
Suddenly she tried to break from him to go to Bonbright, but he
clutched her savagely. "Help! ... Help! ..." she cried. Then his hand
closed over her mouth and he gathered her up in his arms and carried
her away.


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