" "You have extradition papers?" "What sort of a detective do you think I am?" countered O'Higgins. Without a struggle he could give up his flesh and blood like that! "I can now give myself to God utterly; no human emotion will ever be shuttling in between. To Ruth the thought of Hartford no longer projected upon her vision a city of spires and houses and tree-lined streets. At length, about an hour before dawn on the second day—Sunday—having spent the early part of the night in watching at the gates of the robbers' sanctuary, and being almost exhausted from want of rest, she set out homewards. She held out her hand frankly. . Mr. I’ll have it out with him. "Your hesitation convinces me he does," replied the widow.
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