"I'll be his evil genius!" vociferated Jonathan, who seemed to enjoy her torture. He had put himself before the threshold of damnation; for Ruth was now a vestal in the temple. “You must remember,” she said, “that you yourself are responsible for your altered looks. ” Miss Miniver’s manner became impressive. "But you mustn't indulge these gloomy thoughts. In all these weeks she had not once knelt to pray. Yes. If you are going that way, why not join us. During this colloquy, Jack had contrived unobserved to put on the hood and cloak, and being about the size of the rightful owner, presented a very tolerable resemblance to her. Something as yet unformulated within her kept her estranged from all these practical aspects of her beliefs. " "Vouldn't it!" replied Jack, mimicking his snuffling voice; "then shtay vere you are, and be cursed to you. ‘Softly, you say?’ she uttered, raging. The guests congregated within the night-cellar were, in fact, little better than thieves; but thieves who confined their depredations almost exclusively to the vessels lying in the pool and docks of the river.
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