Ruth was at that stage where the absorption of facts is great, but where the mental digestion is not quite equal to the task. "Put up your blade, Sir Rowland," rejoined Jonathan, resuming his former calm demeanour, "King James the Third will need it. Wood, disdainfully. Some years ago, in 1715, just before the Rebellion, I was rash enough to league myself with the Jacobite party, and by Wild's machinations got clapped into Newgate, whence I was glad to escape with my head upon my shoulders. Her father—man of rock—had never needed her, whereas Hoddy, even if he did not love her, would always be needing her. Something in his tone pinched her heart. "I can never get poor Tom's last look out of my head, as he stood in the Stone-Hall at Newgate, after his irons had been knocked off, unless I manage to stupify myself somehow.
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