Wood gave the required promise, though he could not help thinking that if either of them had cause to be jealous he was the party. "Can't you see? I can't hurt her, if … if she cares! I can't tell her I'm a madman as well as a thief!… What a fool! What a fool!" A thief. “It’s odd—I have no doubt in my mind that what we are doing is wrong,” he said. “Thank you. It is true that I do not love Ruth; but I swear to you, before the God of my fathers, that she shall never know it!" "I'll be getting along. She leaned forward, her chin in her palms, her elbows on her knees, and she set her gaze upon his face and kept it there in dreamy contemplation. In this way, they reached Holborn Bridge.
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