" "Ruth what?" "Enschede; Ruth Enschede. She looked at her for a moment fixedly. A new inexplicable madness that urged him to shrill ironically the story of his coat—to take it off and fling it at the feet of any stranger who chanced to be nigh. More importantly, she had her wits. When the prisoner was removed from the dock, we met Jonathan as we passed through the yard.
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