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As soon, however, as the last solemn rites were over, and the remains of the unfortunate woman committed to their final resting-place in Willesden churchyard, his firmness completely deserted him, and he sank beneath the weight of his affliction. There it was—to be borrowed. S. "Saved!" "Ay, ay, it's all bob, my covey! You're safe enough, that's certain!" responded the Minters, baying, yelping, leaping, and howling around him like a pack of hounds when the huntsman is beating cover; "but, where are the lurchers?" "Who?" asked Wood. Because of the thought of love and companionship? No. Ruth sighed; Spurlock stood up and drew his hand across his forehead as if awakening from a dream. "Had I not been the guilty wretch I am," he cried, bursting into an agony of tears, "she would never have died thus. What you would look upon as immorality is here merely an established custom, three thousand years older than Christianity, accepted with no more ado than that which would accompany you should you become a clerk in a shop. They were alike in one phase—loveless and lonely. He seemed to charge her with the ruin of their situation.
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