He then made a sort of running noose, passed it over her body, and taking firmly hold of the bars, prepared to guide her descent. " "Oh!" Ruth laughed softly. I don’t care if you never tell me any of your secrets. “The young women of Jane Austen’s time didn’t get into this sort of scrape! At least—one thinks so. I didn't expect you home before that hour, Sir. Before I met you I never met any one whom I felt I could love, but you have discovered depths in my own nature I had scarcely suspected.
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