Then he hovered undecidedly for some seconds with his hands in his pockets and his mouth puckered to a whistle before he turned to go home by the Avenue. Spare me yet a little while, Father! not for my own sake, but for the sake of this poor babe. He turned, expecting to see his wife. To buy the freedom of a poor little Chinese slave-girl! For what was the sing-song girl but a slave, the double slave of custom and of men? Ruth wanted to know keenly what had impelled the idea. He yelled but he had no breath to support his own voice. From the first of these alighted Thames, or, as he must now be styled, the Marquis de Chatillon. ToC Thames Darrell's arm having been submitted to the scrutiny of Mrs.
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