"Till then, I shall remain content," returned Wild. But his glance roved, to the door through which Ruth had gone,
to Enschede's drooping back. CHAPTER XVI. ’
‘She again?’ enquired his hostess, her delicate brows rising
‘I beg your pardon, ma’am. 7 or obtain permission for the use
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1. But never had the hand touched her with a father's caress;
never had he taken her into his arms; never had he kissed her. ‘To read and write, of course, and to sew. "My son," she murmured, wringing her hands piteously—, "my son the
companion of thieves! My son in Jonathan Wild's power! It cannot be. ’
‘And where do you propose to go?’ enquired Gerald carefully. He was
perhaps forty-five years of age.
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