Part 7 That was two days before Christmas Eve. But I’m always trying to make things happen. I have tried not to tell you—tried to be simply your friend. ” “We’ve come past it, miss,” the man answered, with a note of finality in his gruff voice. There was a wall; she was always encountering it; the one time she was able to break through this wall was when the part in his hair was crooked. Its heroes never had daughters, they borrowed other people’s. Hastening to the church, he entered it by the very door near which his first crime had been committed. She could hear him from the lower floor as he locked the gates and drew up the wooden part of the bridge. But his own ferocity was less now that she was disarmed. "You poor child!" Prudence took Ruth's hands in her own.
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