Mr. "Here's one of the thieves, Sir Rowland!" cried the attendant. "Mint! Mint!" "Death and hell!" cried Rowland, making a furious pass at the carpenter, who fortunately avoided the thrust in the darkness; "will nothing silence you?" "Help!" ejaculated Wood, renewing his cries. He knew that at this moment Ruth lay upon her bed in torment, for she was by nature tender; and the reaction of her scathing words, no matter how justifiable, would be putting scars on her soul. She had fallen asleep on the wooden bed, uncaring of lice or bedbugs. He began really to like Spurlock, despite the shadow of the boy's past, despite his inexplicable attitude toward this glorious girl. A short flight of steps brought him to a dark passage, into which he plunged.
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