"Don't fire," cried the latter. Not far from the entrance, on the left, was a sort of screen, or partition-wall, reaching from the floor to the ceiling, formed of thick oaken planks riveted together by iron bolts, and studded with broad-headed nails. Wood obeyed. But I vowed that Ruth should never suffer the way I did—and do. His lawful wife; but nothing more; beyond that she was only an idea, a trust. CHAPTER XV. And while her son was reconveyed to prison the body of the unfortunate Mrs. I must go to-night, or I shall never behold him again.
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