He had put himself before the threshold of damnation; for Ruth was
now a vestal in the temple. I can’t tell anyone
certain things about my life. “You are very kind to think of it,” she said, “but—don’t you think perhaps—that
I had better not?”
He smiled indulgently. Pragmar, the wholesale druggist, who lived three gardens away, and who had
been mowing his lawn to get an appetite for dinner, standing in a fascinated
attitude beside the forgotten lawn-mower and watching her intently. ”
“I suppose,” said Constance, stencilling away at bright pink petals, “it’s our
lot. Much has been advanced by modern writers respecting the demoralising effect
of prison society; and it has been asserted, that a youth once confined in
Newgate, is certain to come out a confirmed thief. E. Ruth loved him. The Foundation makes no representations concerning
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