"Now come along, Jack. Stanley professed a great solicitude to warm his hands. But when Ruth's hand fell gently upon his bony head, he knew that no one in this house would ever offer him a kick. Full twenty highwaymen blithe and bold, Rattled their chains in that dungeon old; Of all that number there 'scaped not one Who carved his name on the Newgate Stone. “This is mere nonsense, mere tongue-tied fear!” she said. “I’d never have a day of peace again, John. And they could talk, they found; and never once, it seemed, did their meaning and intention hitch. “Go down and rescue the rags of my reputation,” she said, smiling.
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