The candle was shaking in his hand as Ruth appeared in the doorway. " Jonathan made no answer, but snatching a torch from a bystander, jumped into the trench and commenced a diligent search. Instinct had forced her to create something out of rags to satisfy a mysterious craving. "My name is Ruth Enschede. That had taken her by surprise, and her tired wits had failed her.
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