He stood back, smiling with an air of proprietorship, and looking about him at the business-like equipment of the room. That he was immolating Ruth on the altar of his conscience never broke in upon his thought for consideration. Let me walk you to the door. Marvel. Then a bit of colour flowed into his sunken white cheeks. “Tell me his name,” he said, “and I promise that he shall never trouble you.
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