CHAPTER XXVII. She reflected before answering. “Would you mind calling that hansom for me?” He looked at it critically and shook his head. Thames returned no answer. The red glare fell upon the slimy brick-work, and tinged the inky waters below. Ruth stared into the painted face, now sundrily cracked by the coursing tears. Winifred pointed to the door.
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