. . On the morrow Spurlock (who was unaware that he had offered a prayer) let down the bars to his reserve. " "Not quite," replied the manager. The doors of several of the wards were thrown open for these parties, and as Jack passed, he could not help glancing at the wretched inmates. Nothing anyone could say or do would change him. To buy the freedom of a poor little Chinese slave-girl! For what was the sing-song girl but a slave, the double slave of custom and of men? Ruth wanted to know keenly what had impelled the idea.
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