Her lips were apart, but no breath seemed to issue from them; and, but for a slight—very slight palpitation of the bosom, the vital principle might be supposed to be extinct. It was not a cambric curtain Ruth had drawn across that part of her life: it was of iron. But he can't have his eyes always about him, or he'd have been with us this morning at the Mint, eh, Mr.
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