‘Merci, dieu. " Not a little perplexed by the mysterious object she had seen, Rachel left the room, and, shortly afterwards returned with the materials of a tolerably good supper;—to wit, a couple of cold fowls, a tongue, the best part of a sirloin of beef, a jar of pickles, and two small dishes of pastry. ‘Will you stop hedging? I’m hanged if I go on with this ridiculous cat and mouse game. Gosse sagged under the impact, knocking over the card table, and falling to sit, half stunned, the discharged pistol flying from his slackened grasp. Could she understand what she was talking about? Luckily it was a second-class carriage and the ordinary fellowtravellers were not there. He had put himself before the threshold of damnation; for Ruth was now a vestal in the temple.
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