“Thank you—for coming,” he said. “Bother it all!” she swore. She lived, he noted, very carelessly. “We have come too close together for me to believe it. And shall their wretched offspring live to blight my hopes, and blast my fame? Never!" And, with these words, he grasped Wood by the throat, and, despite his resistance, dragged him to the very verge of the platform. " "There isn't an angel in heaven, Ruth, purer or sweeter than you are. But tell me how have you escaped from the confinement in which you were placed—come and sit by me—here—upon the bed—give me your hand—and tell me all about it. She tried gentle words with him, beguiling perfumes, even slipped aphrodisiac tisanes into his soup. He appeared to be strangely uncommunicative, though I tried to draw him out.
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