So perfect was the illusion, that he could almost fancy he heard the solemn voice of the ordinary warning him that his race was nearly run, and imploring him to prepare for eternity. The race began once more; but this time Ruth knew that there would be no escape. She agreed entirely with her brother. Let us have no more of this humbug. Even in this dread moment Ruth was conscious of a pathetic interest in the scattering pencils. "He is dying?" whispered Ruth. So I packed up and came to London next day. To preserve herself, however, from destitution, or what she considered worse, she wedded a journeyman carpenter, named Sheppard. ‘Which is why I feel sure he will utterly repulse the girl, even if she is his granddaughter. ‘For God’s sake, let go my hand,’ he begged. Roused by Ben's warning, the carpenter looked up and could just perceive the dusky outline of the bridge looming through the darkness, and rendered indistinctly visible by the many lights that twinkled from the windows of the lofty houses. He had pictured her, if indeed she had ever had the courage to do this thing, as sitting alone, convulsed with guilty fear, starting at her own shadow, a slave to constant terror.
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