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Jonathan gave utterance to a torrent of imprecations. "What is it?"
"Can't you see? Together, down there; you and I!… As my wife!
Both of us, never to be lonely again!… Will you marry me, Ruth?"
As many a wiser woman had done, Ruth mistook thrilling eagerness for love. Since the accession of George the First to the throne in the
preceding year, every effort had been made by the partisans of the Stuarts to
shake the credit of the existing government, and to gain supporters to their cause. She noted the dank hair on his forehead, the sweat of
revolting nature. "
"Waste not another word with him, Thames," cried Jack. It was the last thing she felt like drinking. ”
“Quite. “You are a funny, a very funny young lady,” he said, “but we waste time here. Oh! Christ! de door's shut! It musht have schwung to during de schuffle!"
"Shut!" exclaimed Wild. It frightened her to behold her heart and mind
thus laid bare; but the chapter following would reassure her. I thought you understood. "Then it is not too
late to save him. "
"I do not doubt it," returned Jack; "none but those who have experienced it can
understand the miseries of imprisonment. "Winifred Wood will never
marry, unless the grave can give up its dead.
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