" "I do not doubt it," retorted Winifred, scornfully; "because I attach credit neither to one nor the other. Maybe it’s his loss. He knew that at this moment Ruth lay upon her bed in torment, for she was by nature tender; and the reaction of her scathing words, no matter how justifiable, would be putting scars on her soul. Ruth crossed over to the dramatist of this tragicomedy and put a hand on his shoulder. I should require you to accept no employment whatever upon the stage, and to remain out of England. "Still," went on the manager, "they are slaves in a sense; they are bought and sold until their original indebtedness is paid. She recalled him. A sophisticated woman would have translated the tone as a caress. . Urging his steed along Oxford Road,— as that great approach to the metropolis was then termed,—he soon passed Marylebone Lane, beyond which, with the exception of a few scattered houses, the country was completely open on the right, and laid out in pleasant fields and gardens; nor did he draw in the rein until he arrived at Tyburn-gate, where, before he turned off upon the Edgeware Road, he halted for a moment, to glance at the place of execution. Her cogitations were dissipated by a knock on the door. She waited for him to leave the room, and turned back to Gerald. "He is all alone.
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