It was still possible the child might be in safety. Curiosity to see what a sing-song girl was like took possession of Ruth's thoughts. Her foster father had been outside for most of the morning, working on trimming the maple trees and mowing the lawn. Her figure, though slight, had all the fulness of health; and her complexion—still pale, but without its former sickly cast,—contrasted agreeably, by its extreme fairness, with the dark brows and darker lashes that shaded eyes which, if they had lost some of their original brilliancy, had gained infinitely more in the soft and chastened lustre that replaced it. Altogether, it was the most dreadful noise he had ever heard. Do you recall the night she showed you the face in the locket? Do you remember how she said—'If only my mother had lived'? Did you ever see anything more tender or beautiful?" "I remember. "He has quite the air of one. All of us were fussy, colicky babies from what she tells me. A noise was next heard, as if some instrument were applied to the door with the intent to force it open, and Jack's fears were at once dispelled, At first, he had imagined they were officers of justice, come to convey him to a stronger prison: but the voice of one of the parties, which he recognised, convinced him they were his friends. " There was a pause. I’ll get in trouble. I hope that some day he'll understand how much he owes you.
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