" Ruth did so, but without any particular fervour. "If there is any honour in you, stop and think. That delightful sense of free, unembarrassed movement was gone. "And, now,—to Newgate. Perhaps what I need is something to bite in. She held out her hand frankly. The room was intimate and wonderful to her with its shadows now cast over the girlish menagerie of stuffed animals.
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