" "Most likely," observed Jonathan, with a slight sneer; "the ghost of some highwayman who has just breathed his last in Newgate, no doubt. I have one shilling and sevenpence halfpenny left. 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. "What do you mean?" cried Winifred in alarm. " O'Higgins was disarming the doctor.
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