She would
now, she felt, give life itself for the privilege of being back
there and able to refuse the reckless plan of escape the captain of
the _Seamew_ had submitted to her.
She did not for a breath's length blame Tunis for the misfortune
that had overtaken her--overtaken them both, indeed. She had
accepted his plan with open eyes. In her desperation she had even
foreseen the possibility of this outcome. She must blame nobody but
herself.
But all these thoughts were futile. No use in considering for a
single moment past situations and possibilities. She was confronted
by a grim and adamant present! And that grim present was in the
person of a girl with tear-streaked face who looked up at her,
sobbing.
"You're the meanest girl I ever heard of. I'll pay you for this.
Think of the gall of you comin' here and tellin' my rich relations
you was me. I never heard of such a thing! It beats the movies, and
and I thought they was just lies. Gee, but you must be a regular
crook! I expect the very clothes you got on my aunt bought and gave
you. I'll put you where you belong!"
"And suppose I put you where you seem to belong?" interrupted the
girl in possession. "There is such a place as an insane hospital in
this county, I believe.
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