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Give way, and let us render what assistance we can to the poor wretch. " "Pshaw!" cried Thames. ‘No. " "I wish you did have some faults, Ruth. Promise me one thing before I leave you. "Shall I never banish those horrible phantoms from my couch—the father with his bleeding breast and dripping hair!—the mother with her wringing hands and looks of vengeance and reproach!—And must another be added to their number—their son! Horror!—let me be spared this new crime! And yet the gibbet—my name tarnished—my escutcheon blotted by the hangman!—No, I cannot submit to that. “Do I understand you then to refuse my offer?” he asked Anna.
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