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He had been dreaming of Ruth—an old recurrency of that dream he had had in Canton, of Ruth leading him to the top of the mountain. Turning off again on the left, down Seacoal Lane, they arrived at the mouth of a dark, narrow alley, into which they plunged; and, at the farther extremity found a small yard, overlooked by the blank walls of a large gloomy habitation. Then for a time she sat very still. " "Sir!" exclaimed Winifred. "Whose grave is this?" he inquired of a man who was standing near it. Thames, meanwhile, had drawn his sword, and was about to rush upon Jonathan; but he was withheld by Wood. She thought of the suitcase, the seventy-seven dollars for a Greyhound ticket that had expired. By the light of a torch borne at the stern of the hostile wherry, he saw that the pursuers had approached within a short distance of the object of their quest. ToC Thames Darrell's fears were not, however, groundless.

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