"The door!—the door!—death!" he added, as he tried the handle, "it is locked—and I am unarmed. This lady was singularly lucky in her matrimonial connections. I went at last when I had barely a shilling in my purse to a dramatic agent. She controlled herself, and answered meekly, “No. Mrs. " Here Ruth returned with the broth; and McClintock strode aft, convinced that he was going to have something far more interesting than books to read.
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