Come along home, Ruth. " "No; she accepts it," rejoined Jonathan, triumphantly. ’ A grimace crossed her face. As she raised it, its lower portion fell apart into two baggy crimson masses. ” She peered at him through the semi-blackness. “How old are you?\" He looked at her engagingly. She was not squeamish—although the sight of the sergeant’s ominous preparations had severely tried her fortitude—but Kimble’s white face plagued her conscience.
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