Upstairs, in the little dressing-room, the panel was opened by means of tugging a small candlesconce in the wall. Unless there was some real metal in the young fool, some hidden strength with which to breast the current, Ruth would become a millstone around his neck and soon he would become to her an object of pity and contempt. Walpole for your apprehension.
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