“Is it your maid?” he asked. Wood. Poor Ruth: for a father, a madman; for a husband—a thief! Spurlock rocked his body slightly. “I am so sorry. But at the same time, I must say plainly that I think your presence here just now would be a great misfortune. With Bess's assistance he then climbed up to the window, which, as has just been stated, was secured by iron bars of great thickness crossed by a stout beam of oak.
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