"I have never been out of this horrible dungeon since we last met," he said; "though how long ago that is, I scarcely know. ‘I did not send you a card because in the normal way of things you rarely attend such affairs. The day was unseasonably humid and dark, a thick fog having descended over manicured lawns. Foolish compliments were tossed about like confetti. Something unpardonable is laid to my charge. . The service began. "Man, man! You're coming to life. None of this by-play escaped Ruth, whose sense of humour needed no developing. A few steps brought him to the door of the vault in which his mother was immured.
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