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"Hold hard," cried he, addressing the waterman; "I'll give the gentleman a lift. Day after day she pounded him with curses, saying that her mother looked down on him from Heaven and sent a curse, to which he laughed. The walls were bare, and painted in stone-colour; the floors, devoid of carpet; the beds, of hangings; the windows, of blinds; and, excepting in the thief-taker's own audience-chamber, there was not a chair or a table about the premises; the place of these conveniences being elsewhere supplied by benches, and deal-boards laid across joint-stools. "Given a chance, I can make bread and butter. He couldn't be in better hands than those in which he has placed himself. "Where can I hide myself?" he added, glancing round the room in search of a closet. She had never been "My child" or "My dear"; always her name—Ruth.
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