The man could put a bullet through her before she could hope to reach any one of them. Poor Ruth: for a father, a madman; for a husband—a thief! Spurlock rocked his body slightly. But some day she would find a place to love: there would be rosy apples on the boughs, and there would be flurries of snow blowing into her face. She paced restlessly to the door and back again, biting her tongue on the hot words begging to be uttered. —"Stay! something occurs to me.
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