ToC That night Jack walked to Paddington, and took up his quarters at a small tavern, called the Wheat-sheaf, near the green. He would advise you how to get rid of the fellow. There was no disgust in Ruth's heart, only an infinite pity; for only the pitiful understand. They sell only their talents, not their bodies; they are not girls of the street. ’ ‘That old fool? Why my brother kept him on I shall never know. Her head snapped back as he grabbed her by the hair. I'll try to fill in the gaps.
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