"Please hurry the ammonia;" and Ruth turned away abruptly. “For instance?” She smiled. Jack's complexion was that of a gipsy; Darrell's as fresh and bright as a rose. She was sore with the perplexities of her preposterous position. Notwithstanding the heat of the season,—which was not, however, found particularly inconvenient in this subterranean region,—a large heaped-up fire blazed ruddily in one corner, and lighted up a circle of as villanous countenances as ever flame shone upon. She had just passed into a little antechamber beyond when she suddenly heard a faint knocking. “What? She replied, still hazy. " The woollen-draper made no answer, but hastily starting up, bolted the door. " "You delight me with the intelligence," said the stranger, entirely recovering his cheerfulness of look.
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