But if God is kind to me, someday I may climb up to where you are. He grunted a little with effort, and she realised the gilt frame must be heavy. He had put himself before the threshold of damnation; for Ruth was now a vestal in the temple. ‘Never trust a gun in female hands,’ grumbled Hilary, dropping the nun’s habit and backing to join his friend. He had brought her here to this place—where her freedom was curtailed even more than at the convent so that a cavalier was very much needed—and only on Monday came again. Why not? Were not his own sentiments inclined in favour of the patient? But fifty gold was fifty gold.
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