“I have the right of the man who loves you,” he declared. There was nothing on the Tablets of Moses that forebade Spurlock marrying Ruth; there were no previous contracts. But he was a thief, a fugitive from justice. ‘Who me, sir? Lor’ no, sir. Still he looked hale and hearty, and the country life he led had imparted a ruddier glow to his cheek. In his muscular pudgy hand was a photograph, frayed at the corners, soiled from the contact of many hands: the portrait of a youth of eighteen. There was no one to be seen in the great hall. Sepulchre's.
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