Ruth sighed; Spurlock stood up and drew his hand across his forehead as if awakening from a dream. “I shall be waiting for you there, and in the meantime, if you will help yourself—pray don’t look like that. ‘Move, you. ’ ‘It cannot be helped now. "Have a little patience, Sir," rejoined the jailer. The darkness was almost palpable; and the wind which, hitherto, had been blowing in gusts, was suddenly lulled. In their opinion a hundred pounds would not repair the damage done to the prison. Without preamble, in a voice of extreme exasperation, he demanded, ‘Now what the devil’s to do? What in God’s name do you mean by sending Gerald such a ridiculous letter? Never read anything half as crazy.
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