" "I know it," replied Sheppard, "and therefore I spare your life. . "You are all right?"—anxiously. And I'll answer for it, she'll never say a syllable to annoy you again. It was as if Grace-church Street, with all its shops, its magazines, and ceaseless throng of passengers, were stretched from the Middlesex to the Surrey shore. On regaining his breath, he began to consider whither chance had led him; and, rubbing his eyes to clear his sight, he perceived a sombre pile, with a lofty tower and broad roof, immediately in front of him. "Ruth!" She had gone to the door, aimlessly, without purpose.
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