"You poor child!" Prudence took Ruth's hands in her own. Had to. The vault, in which Sir Rowland found himself, resembled in some measure the cabin of a ship. “Still, of course, it is possible. You are my slave—and such you shall continue. She was only trying to distract you so that she might escape. Suddenly he burst into wild laughter; but equally as suddenly something strangled the sound in his throat. It would surely be only common politeness to drop her a hint—a fellow countrywoman too.
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