Hurled over the sides of the skiff, the ruffian speedily found a watery grave. Perhaps," she added, in a whisper, as she appropriated the beforenamed article, "he has a pocket-book. "Ruth, you must not come and sit on the threshold. The person, shortly afterwards ushered into the room, seemed by the imperfect light,—for the evening was advancing, and the chamber darkened by heavy drapery,—to be a middle-sized middle-aged man, of rather vulgar appearance, but with a very shrewd aspect. Only old librarians and Shirley Temples say that.
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