CHAPTER III. She thought me— filthy. " "Not your only chance, Thames," returned Jack, in the same undertone; "but your best. Mrs. Like a petulant child he snapped. It was just a chance that we in particular hit against each other—nothing predestined about it. " "Oh, Ruth couldn't put it on paper, to be sure; but there was no reason to hide the source. Wood bore up with great fortitude against the shock, attended the inquest, delivered his evidence with composure, and gave directions afterwards for the funeral, which took place on the day but one following—Sunday.
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