We close the chapter. F. “I can tell you are thinking about it. ” It was her last evening in that wrappered life against which she had rebelled. " "I am so," replied Thames, who had followed him closely. A bobbing lantern, crossing the bridge—for she had not drawn the curtain—attracted her attention. We, ourselves, are scarcely the same we were twelve years ago. “I may as well come up by this train. To dream and to labour: to you, my labour; to Ruth, my dreams. Luckily it was so dark, and there was no lamp near, that the man did not notice the condition of the body, which was placed in the vehicle by the two young men. She had found two copies of the magazine and carefully cut out both photos. The door to the room in question was closed. ” He never helped her by a sound. " CHAPTER XVIII.
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