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"Can you not love him?"
"Love him!" echoed the widow. "Release your prisoner," continued Wood, "or the window is opened. "Look at these fetters," returned Thames, holding up his manacled wrists; "they
were put on by my uncle's command. ”
Miss Stanley turned to her. But, let's see the prisoner. He tried not to think—of Ruth with her mother's locket, of her misguided father,
taking his lonely way to sea. At least I can give you a glimmer. She felt that she had
passed a difficult corner, and that now she could go on talking with him again,
just as she had been used to do before she understood what was the matter with
her.
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