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"Now—begin. When first you left your home you had no idea that I was the hidden impulse. Presently he turned to Courtlaw. In this state Mrs. I think over all sorts of things. “Then what did you do?” Lucy’s eyes leveled with her. It was as if her aesthetic sense had become inflamed. A strange betrothal!—the primal idea of which was escape! The girl, intent upon abrogating for ever all legal rights of the father in the daughter, of rendering innocuous the thing she had now named the Terror: the boy, seeking selfcrucifixion in expiation of his transgression, changing a peccadillo into damnation! It was easy for Ruth to surrender to the idea, for she believed she was loved; and in gratitude it was already her determination to give this boy her heart's blood, drop by drop, if he wanted it. "But I give no information gratis!" "Speak, then," said Rowland, placing money in his hand. Here was no crooked soul; a little weak perhaps, impulsive beyond common, but fundamentally honest. "Oh! that was all, was it?" said the turnkey, quietly reseating himself.
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