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‘Oh, a ruin,’ exclaimed Mrs Sindlesham, throwing up a hand. Tol-de-rol!"
As Jack concluded his ditty, the door flew open with a crash, and Thames sprang
through the aperture. Here was a poor half-naked
creature, with a straw crown on his head, and a wooden sceptre in his hand,
seated on the ground with all the dignity of a monarch on his throne. ‘As for you—’
‘Do not address me. "Good-bye!"
For a moment Ruth was tempted to fling herself against the withered bosom; but
long since she had learned repression. This gloom was
impossible. He looked up to see an ancient coach making its ponderous way down the
street. "
"I had to. "
"My father!" exclaimed Thames, in the utmost astonishment; "let me see it!"
"Here it is," returned Jack, producing a small picture in a case set with brilliants. From this spot a road, more resembling
the drive through a park than a public thoroughfare, led him gradually to the
brow of Dollis Hill. He placed his chin upon the top of her head.
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