laws alone swamp our small staff. "I'm almost afraid to state it," faltered the other; "but, may I ask whether Mr. He disappeared into its thick doors like a magician’s rabbit. The manager stared at the empty doorway for a space, shrugged, and returned to his ledgers. Of this boy she had only caught a glimpse;—but that glimpse was sufficient to satisfy her it was her son,—and, if she could have questioned her own instinctive love, she could not question her antipathy, when she beheld, partly concealed by a pillar immediately in the rear of the woollen-draper, the dark figure and truculent features of Jonathan Wild. The conceit of Howard Spurlock in imagining he knew what mental suffering was! But Enschede was right: Ruth must never know. As matters now stand, I'm only a thief, not a blackguard. Still —there you are!” He paused.
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