The door was too strong, and too well secured, to break open,—the walls too thick: but the ceiling,—if he could reach it—there, he doubted not, he could make an outlet. ‘Unheard of, ain’t it? To tell the truth, I half expected him to leave everything to one of his doxies. That terrible Young Person! she’s vanished. All the talk in the world would not describe Ruth.
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