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Stanley, standing on the hearthrug with
his back to the unlit gas-fire. Independently of other risks, and of the chance of breaking his neck in the
descent, he was aware that to reach the leads he should have to break open six of
the strongest doors of the prison. He had him removed from the Condemned Hold,
stripped of his fine apparel, clothed in the most sordid rags, loaded with
additional fetters, and thrust into the Stone Hold,—already described as the most
noisome cell in the whole prison. So the talk went on. In one of the big gates was a
little door, and she rapped at this. “It has all been a
mistake, hasn’t it?”
“No more talking,” the doctor interposed. “Why did you ever let me love you? Why did you ever let me peep through
the gates of Paradise? Oh! my God! I don’t begin to feel and realize this yet. You might be able to use the picture some day. Lucy looked about confusedly. ’
***
Gerald Alderley stepped out of a house he had been visiting in Hamilton Place
and the door closed behind him. “There’s the whole situation. “I believe,” he said stiffly, “that these are the apartments of Miss Pellissier. And all the third act is love-sick music. An early bird
clarinetist burst through in a long black skirt, swishing like
a bell. "You are Ruth?"
"Yes," said Ruth, stirred by anger and bitterness and astonishment.
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