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Ruth and Spurlock separated, the one embarrassed, the other utterly
dumfounded. Dashing through the open door, he
crossed the Old Bailey, plunged into a narrow court on the opposite side of the
way, and was out of sight in a minute, baffling all pursuit. He
fancied that the whole fabric of the bridge was cracking over head,—that the
arch was tumbling upon him,—that the torrent was swelling around him,
whirling him off, and about to bury him in the deafening abyss. “Father,” she cried, “I have to live!”
He misunderstood her.
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