There was no disgust in Ruth's heart, only an infinite pity; for only the pitiful understand. Already he was dramatizing Ruth, involving her, now in some pearl thieving adventure, now in some impossible tale of a white goddess. XII JACK SHEPPARD A Romance BY W. ’ Charvill eyed the girl with resentment. Her dainty shoes were soiled with dust and there was a great tear in her skirt. While he was thus occupied, he felt a rough grasp upon his arm, and presently afterwards Ben's lips approached close to his ear. I’ve got a lot of things to think about. " "Heaven help her!" sighed Jack. ‘Be quiet, man,’ snapped Hilary, watching the Frenchman go by with the lad after him.
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