Ruth stared into the painted face, now sundrily cracked by the coursing tears. ” She answered. I swore I would
bring your husband to the gallows,—would plunge you in such want, such
distress, that you should have no alternative but the last frightful resource of
misery,—and I also swore, that if you had a son he should share the same fate as
his father. The elastic spirits of youth resumed their sway; and,
before the coach stopped, his tears had ceased to flow. Her first impulse was to fly to the
window; and she was about to pass through it, at the risk of sharing the fate of
the unfortunate lady, when her arm was grasped by some one in the act of
ascending the ladder from without. Neither would she allow herself
to feel guilty nor would she allow him to find a way into
the house. ‘Do not tell me he has
escaped. He then
mounted the jaded hack, which had long since regained its legs, and was quietly
browsing the grass at the road-side, and, striking spurs into its side, rode off. There was
a gulf of eight years between her and the youngest of her brace of sisters—an
impassable gulf inhabited chaotically by two noisy brothers. Rousing himself, he
went to the door. Put him in the
stocks, and there let him sleep off his drunken fit. He then spoke with a certain fatherly
kindliness of the past. You have never seen the child within
your arms perishing from hunger, and no relief to be obtained.
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