She was alone with a deadly enemy. She closed the book that she had been pretending to read and gathered her black umbrella and her backpack, a childish accoutrement she despised. I—In fact, I dislike him extremely. The poor child! What frightful things she must have seen on that island of hers! The noise of crashing glass caused a diversion; and Ruth turned gratefully toward the sound. On this side a flight of wooden steps, protected by a hand-rail, led to a door opening upon the summit of the prison.
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