‘That’s wicked, that is. The blinds were all drawn, the sunlight kept out, one could not tell what colors these gray swathings hid. On this elevation a table was now placed, around which sat the turnkeys and their guests, regaling themselves on the fragrant beverage provided by the prisoner. The race began once more; but this time Ruth knew that there would be no escape. “I do not know you,” she said coldly.
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