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"I do remember it, Sir," replied Mrs. In truth, she
would quite like to have him rescue her. They found Ruth reading to Spurlock,
whose shoulders and head were propped by pillows. In the adjacent apartment Ann Veronica found a middle-aged woman with a
tired face under the tired hat she wore, sitting at a desk opening letters while a
dusky, untidy girl of eight-or nine-and-twenty hammered industriously at a
typewriter. At length, about an hour before dawn on the second day—Sunday—having spent
the early part of the night in watching at the gates of the robbers' sanctuary, and
being almost exhausted from want of rest, she set out homewards. Winifred's
features would have been pretty, for they were regular and delicately formed, if
they had not been slightly marked by the small-pox;—a disorder, that sometimes
spares more than it destroys, and imparts an expression to be sought for in vain
in the smoothest complexion.
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