He never cries nor frets, as children generally do, but lies at my bosom, or on my knee, as quiet and as gentle as you see him now. Things now began to wear so serious a aspect that a messenger was secretly despatched to the Savoy for troops, and in half an hour a regiment of the guards arrived, who by dint of great exertion succeeded in partially dispersing the tumultuous assemblage. ‘Now see here, missie. He embraced her small body in his arms, kissing her forehead over and over. "Ruth?" Silence for a moment. So often as she had herself manipulated a dagger, she could not mistake the shape that pressured across her chest, or the sharp point that dug below her bosom. He leaned back in a low chair, and watched her graceful movements, the play of her white hands as she bent over some wonderful machine. I’ve never wanted to get away so much. ‘For God’s sake, let go my hand,’ he begged.
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