Yet her embarrassment was only a passing thing. She was clad in fresh linen, but still wore the riding-habit she had appropriated, having sponged out the spots of blood late last night and left it to dry in the kitchens. " "Not now—not now!" she returned, with a shudder. The moisture from the sea was constant, and she spent countless hours staring at the sea from the west tower, the rise and fall of waves. "I'll be their substitute. “Oh Christ! How old were you?” “Just—well, I was young. ’ ‘All the way to England?’ She opened wide eyes. " "Dear me!" sympathised Mrs. CHAPTER VI Sidney Carton, thought Ruth, in pursuit of a sing-song girl! The idea was so incongruous that a cold little smile parted her lips. The splendid voices sang on from phase to phase of love’s unfolding, the ship drove across the sea to the beating rhythm of the rowers. The walls were bare, and painted in stone-colour; the floors, devoid of carpet; the beds, of hangings; the windows, of blinds; and, excepting in the thief-taker's own audience-chamber, there was not a chair or a table about the premises; the place of these conveniences being elsewhere supplied by benches, and deal-boards laid across joint-stools.
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