She took up a book and threw it down again. We'll turn the tables upon 'em yet. She had behaved in every way perfectly. On the bench was set a quartern measure of gin, a crust of bread, and a slice of cheese. Her hair, once red, faded to a thin gray that she kept cut into a practical short bob. The real Ruth was as completely hidden as though she stood behind the walls of Agra Fort. To even presume a lustful thought about her was to ask for one’s own death. Having seen every precaution taken to ensure his safe custody, he departed, muttering to himself, "I shall yet live to see him hanged—I shall live to see him hanged.
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