"As it's getting late, and the porter may be gone to bed," he observed; "I'll take the pass-key, and let myself in. His hand rested heavily and cruelly upon Ruth's shoulder. "An hour hence, I shall be beyond your malice," said Mrs. But at this, he halted, turning his frowning gaze back on her. His hand went with an almost instinctive inquiry to his jawbone again. ‘And if you like, I will tell you why. Not entirely. ‘For my money, you’ll not get much out of old Jarvis either.
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