Unless there
was some real metal in the young fool, some hidden strength with which to
breast the current, Ruth would become a millstone around his neck and soon he
would become to her an object of pity and contempt. "
"Here you have it, my dear," returned the hawker. Married the other and ran off after
Mary died. "
"Then the sooner I'm off the better," cried Wood; "what's to pay, David?"
"Don't affront me, Owen, by asking such a question," returned the landlord;
"hadn't you better stop and finish the bottle?"
"Not a drop more," replied Wood. He became angry. "
"Very. Unconscious that his movements were watched, Shotbolt, meanwhile, hastened
towards Wych Street. Help—should she need it—from the natives was out of
the question. It was not that the servants could not,
they simply preferred to. His
glance swept up again and found her staring at him with much of her usual
defiance, if a touch less of her customary assurance. Wood, who had
been absent on business during the greater part of the day, returned (perhaps not
altogether undesignedly) at an earlier hour than was expected, to his dwelling in
Wych Street, Drury Lane; and was about to enter his workshop, when, not
hearing any sound of labour issue from within, he began to suspect that an
apprentice, of whose habits of industry he entertained some doubt, was
neglecting his employment. He has taken more than one step
towards the gallows already. “Rubbish!” he answered.
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