Curiosity to see what a sing-song girl was like took possession of Ruth's thoughts. If nothing else had clinched that, the purse had. In the northwest angle, there was a small pen for female offenders, and, on the south, a more commodious enclosure appropriated to the master-debtors and strangers. He halted,—looked fearfully around,—stopped again, and exclaimed aloud, "I don't like the job; and yet it must be done, or Mr.
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