Wood grasped his companion's arm to attract his attention to this unexpected means of escape. He brought another small loaf, and a can with which he replenished the pitcher, recommending Jack to be careful, as he would get nothing further till morning. He uttered one word over and over, monotonously: "Fool! … Fool!" But invariably the touch of Ruth's hand quieted him, and his head would cease to roll from side to side. " "Wretches!" screamed the lady; "don't dare to breathe your vile insinuations against me! Oh! Mr. D.
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