"Perhaps you don't know that this Darrell so contrived matters, that your child should be mistaken for his own; by which means it had a narrow escape from a tight cravat, I can assure you. And now the fiend Gosse had taken even that away from her. He not only did this, but supplied him with an ointment which allayed the swelling of his limbs, and crowned all by furnishing him with a jug of excellent ale. He seldom spoke, and drank with a persistence that was sinister. He knew it absolutely, as if he had the check in his hand. Ruth could not be told now.
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