Montague Hill. "This young fool is come to restore the article—whatever it may be—which Lady Trafford was anxious to conceal, and which his companion purloined. "Restore it," he cried, in an authoritative voice. To make Ruth pay for it! He wanted to get away, into some immense echoless tract where he could give vent to this wild laughter which tore at his vitals. Please don’t let any one know that. . We're two good-looking fellows, ain't we?" "Very good-looking," replied Rachel. This moment couldn’t be better until the next moment comes. She had imagined that prisons were white-tiled places, reeking of lime-wash and immaculately sanitary. Scarcely had it come to a halt, when a stalwart man shouldered his way, in spite of their opposition, through the lines of soldiery to the cart, and offered his large horny hand to the prisoner. It amounted to two-and-twenty pounds.
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