But I must—I ought—” “I MUST talk about this. "You are Ruth?" "Yes," said Ruth, stirred by anger and bitterness and astonishment. “He seems like such a nice boy. That is what they call these aristocratic refugees, the English. “So you’re the one my son has been talking about. It is better to face the truth. Nine years ago, I worked in this very house—had a kind indulgent master, whom I robbed—twice robbed, at your instigation, villain; a mistress, whom you have murdered; a companion, whose friendship I have for ever forfeited; a mother, whose heart I have well-nigh broken. She laid her hand upon his arm. Hold the chopper away from you, like this. I suppose if one were to love some one, one would feel doubtful. E. Advancing to the middle of the chamber, he halted, drew himself up, and fixed his dark, expressive eyes, on Thames Darrell. Coming from the gloom of the passage, even the corridors seemed sufficiently illuminated for them to see their way.
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