"She has fallen into the villain's hands. From midnight until morning he was now left alone. ” He sidled toward her, but she recoiled from him, leaving him in possession of the hearth-rug. Only she was conscious of an unfamiliar and wonderful emotion. But his glance roved, to the door through which Ruth had gone, to Enschede's drooping back. If we were to wait till a prig was rightfully nabbed, we might tarry till doomsday. She was sick of herself, of her life, of everything but him; and for him all her masked and hidden being was crying out.
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