" Ruth turned back toward the stairs. She tried gentle words with him, beguiling perfumes, even slipped aphrodisiac tisanes into his soup. Twice Spurlock went to Copeley's—twenty miles to the northwest—for ice and mail. Purney, the ordinary, who had latterly conceived a great regard for Jack, addressed him in a discourse, which, while it tended to keep alive his feelings of penitence, was calculated to afford him much consolation. If we were set upon I could not defend you. Her secret thoughts made some hasty, half-hearted excursions into the possibility of telling the thing in romantic tones—Ramage was as a black villain, she as a white, fantastically white, maiden. In length the arch exceeded seventy feet. It was very pretty and very dainty while it lasted, but we played it with our eyes open, and we perfectly understood the game—both of us.
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