CHAPTER XIV Ruth lost the point entirely. The winters were terrible in cold climates, and she often had been driven to dig herself large underground pits where she waited it out like a mole in the cold months. " "That boy'll never rest till he finds his vay to Bridewell," observed Sharples. He touched her hand, soft and cool to his fingers—she turned at once to look at him. " "Very well, sir. There was a Greyhound bus that she was overdue to ride. " "There you are, just as I said. “My husband!” she laughed a little derisively. "That he couldn't choose any one so agreeable to me. " "I knew it," rejoined Wild, with concentrated rage; "and he escaped you all, in broad day, before your faces.
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