It was the very spot from which his poor mother had gazed after her vain attempt to rescue him at the Mint; but, though he was ignorant of this, her image was alone present to him. "He has not the power—perhaps not the will to do so. " The worthy carpenter was now far more angry with himself than he had previously been with Mrs. If ever the denouement came—if ever the Hand reached him—Ruth would then understand why he had rebuffed all her tender advances. Shrinking involuntarily back into the farthest corner of the seat, Jack buried his face in his hands. She held out both her hands. Nor, indeed, did she want to refuse. ‘Or do I arrest you and have these soldiers march you off to gaol?’ A sweep of his arm indicated the array of military strength on the benches, every eye of which was trained on the little scene being enacted before them.
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