"Goodness only knows what he's reserved for," rejoined the widow in a desponding tone; "but if Mynheer Van Galgebrok, whom I met last night at the Cross Shovels, spoke the truth, little Jack will never die in his bed. “Her ladyship dined at home,” the man answered. "But I'm a blackguard, too, Ruth. I cannot be intimate—’ stressing the word with a deep look ‘— with one I feel to be a stranger. Certainly you have a reason. I did not appear, I have never announced myself as ‘Alcide.
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