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He had put himself before the threshold of damnation; for Ruth was now a vestal in the temple. Darkness closed in on them as the officers stepped inside the musty interior. ’ She flounced back to stare out of the window again. She put a hand to the lad’s cold cheek and choked on a sob. ‘As to that, I am a devil, say the nuns. "I call this ere crib the Little-Ease, arter the runaway prentices' cells in Guildhall.
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