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"Ruth what?"
"Enschede; Ruth Enschede. It's always hard work for a rich man's son to stand alone. . So while he talked to this girl of work and freedom, his slightly protuberant
eyes were noting the gracious balance of her limbs and body across the gate, the
fine lines of her chin and neck. “Your father is dead too, I believe,” he continued, “and your mother. “Intolerable
idiots!. His voice had
changed, the joy had gone out of it; and she understood that something from the
past had rolled up to spoil this hour. "You are
my prisoner. “Oh, my
dear!” she cried, and suddenly flung herself, kneeling, into her husband’s arms. It is a cheering reflection, that in the present prison, with its clean, wellwhitewashed, and well-ventilated wards, its airy courts, its infirmary, its
improved regulations, and its humane and intelligent officers, many of the
miseries of the old jail are removed.
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