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“They’d better not,” said Hetty. Now I have done something for which you might be pardoned if you did kill me. “Well?” he asked her tersely. For now, I fear there is something worse, something more present. You forget all the mass of training and tradition and instinct that go to make him a tolerable master. You are my slave—and such you shall continue. ’ ‘Prudence,’ repeated Gerald unguardedly. Hearing the noise of the scuffle, the tapstress, fancying it was Jack making an effort to escape, in spite of the remonstrances of the executioner, threw open the wicket. A dozen shynesses and intellectual barriers were being outflanked or broken down in her mind. Then, presto! What a dreary lot they are when the revellers lay aside the motley! Ruth had come from a far South Sea isle.
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