They've heard quite enough for my purpose," he muttered, as his orders were obeyed, and the domestics excluded. There was a lapse of time, an interval of blackness; then he found his hand in hers and she was leading him at a run up the side of the mountain. She had never been "My child" or "My dear"; always her name—Ruth. He was speechless. If you had any idea what depths people have sunken to as you reside safely in this high fortress, you would search your soul to find the mote of charity left there.
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