The man muttered something inaudible, and gathered up the reins. "I owe you nothing," he repeated, dully. But she was not sure just how to reach it. If you don’t like it, I won’t be mad, I promise. It was very pretty and very dainty while it lasted, but we played it with our eyes open, and we perfectly understood the game—both of us. But then—Oh! Madam, there are moments—moments of darkness, which overshadow a whole existence—in the lives of the poor houseless wretches who traverse the streets, when reason is well-nigh benighted; when the horrible promptings of despair can, alone, be listened to; and when vice itself assumes the aspect of virtue. ‘And all to help me. ” He did not appear to require any answer to his question. "I am glad you think that," she replied. " "There isn't an angel in heaven, Ruth, purer or sweeter than you are. She snatched about in her mind. It was wonderful to think this thing had lived, had felt and suffered.
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