The Night-Cellar XVIII. I've a shrewd guess where he's taken refuge; but I'll ferret him out. The moment he was out in the hall, Ruth sat up hugging and rocking her body in delight. Wild had evidently discovered the body of Quilt Arnold, and was loudly expressing his anger and astonishment. And now the fiend Gosse had taken even that away from her. ‘Me, I do not need the help of anyone. Jonathan gave utterance to a low whistle.
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