In a second the glass lay shattered upon the carpet. "Oh, Heavens!" cried Mrs. "Help! help!" "You call in vain," returned Kneebone. "The door!—the door!—death!" he added, as he tried the handle, "it is locked—and I am unarmed. In her usual style, she interviewed him for his life and was pleased that he liked nothing more than to talk about himself. Practically it was most of the chief interests in life that she proposed to settle in this pedestrian meditation. "But I'm a blackguard, too, Ruth. I will marry you when Sir John gets his divorce, and I will do all I can to keep you out of harm. Mama will be expecting me.
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