“One is always playing the surgeon, one kills always the thing one loves best. He had put himself before the threshold of damnation; for Ruth was now a vestal in the temple. When any violent outrage was committed,—and such matters were of daily, sometimes hourly, occurrence,—a bell, the rope of which descended into the hall, brought the whole of the turnkeys to their assistance. That is what I’ve had on my conscience.
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