"
"I've nothing to confess," replied Thames, boldly; "I've done no wrong. Having ascertained that a vessel
sails for France from the river at daybreak to-morrow morning, I have secured a
passage in her, and have already had the few effects I possess, conveyed on
board. "
"I'm afraid I don't understand. Why?
Love was a word of God's, and yet her father had denied it—denied it to the
Book, denied it to his own flesh and blood. Ruth could not
very well object, since an air of distinction would go with Taber. ‘Well?’ he uttered between heavy breaths. , and munched a roll and butter with hearty appetite. They were
alike in one phase—loveless and lonely. “Something. "
CHAPTER XXV. A brief feeling of empathy with Pottiswick passed through him.
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