Curiosity to see
what a sing-song girl was like took possession of Ruth's thoughts. And, if I'd my own way, I'd drown 'em all like a litter o'
puppies. I'm
heading for bed. ‘She would say, espéce de diable, this
Melusine. ”
“And no one else—has a key?”
“I believe,” she said, “that that man must have one. Here, without a glimpse of daylight; visited by
no one except Austin at stated intervals, who neither answered a question nor
addressed a word to him; fed upon the worst diet, literally mouldy bread and
ditch-water; surrounded by stone walls; with a flagged floor for his pillow, and
without so much as a blanket to protect him from the death-like cold that pierced
his frame,—Jack's stout heart was subdued, and he fell into the deepest
dejection, ardently longing for the time when even a violent death should
terminate his sufferings. If I am to have no other opportunity I will speak before them. I’m not half smart enough for the West End. ”
She shook her head.
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