And if she is not a nun, nor a refugee, and yet is entirely English, I’m hanged if I know what she is. Tol-de-rol!" As Jack concluded his ditty, the door flew open with a crash, and Thames sprang through the aperture. The lamp was not yet lit, and in the dim light he bent forward as though trying to look into her averted face. Ruth's mind was fertile soil; for a long time to come it would be something of a hothouse: green things would spring up and blossom overnight. In each pause she could sense his growing trepidation. Never had her father explained. They both listened intently. You are my prisoner, murderer. The next morning came a compact letter from her father. Then came the shock of the knowledge that soon he would be going upon his way, that there would be no one to depend upon her; and all the old loneliness came smothering down upon her again. ‘All so long ago and my memory ain’t what it was.
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