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She untucked his starched shirt, running her hands along his smooth torso and underneath his arms. There was a new softness in her eyes, a hesitation, a timidity about her manner which was almost pathetic. What marriage really meant (aside from the idea of escape), Ruth had not the least conception, no more than a child. The ink, contained in a grimy bottle unearthed in the outhouse, was old, and made blotches as soon as it touched the paper. He drew her to him with his hands upon her waist. " This sally occasioned a general laugh. ‘Ah, non,’ exclaimed the husband. Startled by this circumstance, he looked around, and perceived that the trap-door,—which has been mentioned as communicating with a secret staircase,—was open.
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