There was no disgust in Ruth's heart, only an infinite pity; for only the pitiful understand. The original passage, Martha had told her, had led only from an upstairs room to one downstairs. . ‘Idiot. I offer you my assistance on certain terms. He laughed suddenly, and released her. He would repeat them innumerable times, and patiently Ruth would repeat her answers. "I took you for one who wouldn't hesitate to avail himself of any advantage chance might throw in his way," returned the thief-taker, coldly. He uttered one word over and over, monotonously: "Fool! … Fool!" But invariably the touch of Ruth's hand quieted him, and his head would cease to roll from side to side. He beheld the grey tower of Willesden Church, embosomed in its grove of trees, now clothed, in all the glowing livery of autumn.
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