“When did you get home last night, Lucy?” Cathy
interrogated through a yawn. She would come back and write letters,
carefully planned and written letters, or read some book she had fetched from
Mudie’s—she had invested a half-guinea with Mudie’s—or sit over her fire and
think. The recollection was too painful, and he burst into an agony of
tears. And now, my
angel, that I am acquainted with your sentiments on this subject, I shall readily
fulfil a promise which I made to your lamented parent, whose loss I shall ever
deplore. Spurling? Why, if Captain Sheppard should get off, it 'ud be
fifty guineas out of my way. I
——”
He stopped short. It is not well
that a daughter should talk to her father as Ruth talked to hers that day. He
made it impossible not to respond, his arms tightening
deliciously around hers. ”
“Be very sure that you do,” Anna said slowly. Ruth was strong in body and soul. The prison was
two stories high, with a flat roof surmounted by a gilt vane fashioned like a key;
and, possessing considerable internal accommodation, it had, in its day, lodged
some thousands of disorderly personages.
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