’ ‘Then you will die at the hands of the canaille. Her back stiffened. “And now let us leave the men alone and talk about ourselves. The monster, Wild, when he visited my dungeon last night, told me, to add to my misery, that she occupied a cell near me. He did not want Ruth to see his own stricken countenance; nor did he care to see hers, ravaged by tears. "Ah!" exclaimed Wild, looking angrily towards his supposed attendant. ‘If ever I met such a pair of lunatics!’ ‘Give me that, Hilary,’ Gerald said at once, ignoring his remark and reaching out for the handkerchief.
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