Little more’n a week. Courtlaw’s—I should like to oblige Mr. On the cords being removed, he made a desperate spring at Wild, bore him to the ground, clutched at his throat, and would, infallibly, have strangled him, if the keepers had not all thrown themselves upon him, and by main force torn him off. It presented itself in the likeness of a great, gray, dull world—a brutal, superstitious, confused, and wrong-headed world, that hurt people and limited people unaccountably. Ruth's arm trembled and her step faltered, but he was too far away in thought to be observant. I went to the theatre that night. The night was now profoundly dark.
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