To buy the freedom of a poor little Chinese slave-girl! For what was the sing-song girl but a slave, the double slave of custom and of men? Ruth wanted to know keenly what had impelled the idea. O'Higgins was all that the doctor had imagined a detective to be: a bulky policeman in civilian clothes. And I guessed you would attack if I startled you. Somewhere you may stumble upon a clew to his identity. Other, and more serious impositions, inasmuch as they affected a poorer class of persons, were practised by the underlings of the jail. Sebastian administered bitter tonics to her, fluids she could not taste with her swollen tongue. " "Hoddy!" said Ruth. But probably not the truth. Her eyes were lit with smouldering passion. Did he intend to kill her now, this instant? Or had she a moment or two to try to save herself? Recalling Leonardo’s dictum, she did not struggle, for that would only tighten the trap about her, and perhaps even spring it.
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