I—I hurt myself. You have never known what it is to want food, raiment, shelter. The cold air gave her gooseflesh under her red brocade dress as she slipped outside. I'm safe enough if you hold your tongue. Have you suffered?" "Dear God!… every hour since!" "The Spurlock conscience. " "Could I credit your wild story, I might do so," returned Thames, with a look of perplexity. To Ruth the thought of Hartford no longer projected upon her vision a city of spires and houses and tree-lined streets. An old man with a bent back who limped in, slow and stiff, leaning heavily on a cane.
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