The Well Hole 336 XIII. He tried not to think—of Ruth with her mother's locket, of her misguided father, taking his lonely way to sea. " The Wastrel tried to reach Ruth's lips. Did you know you’re very maternal? Damn, you’re more maternal than my Mom. Maggot, kissing her hand to him. Sheppard. The hand that had been clenched lay open, relaxed; and upon the palm he saw her mother's locket. By and by the tramp of horses' feet was heard slowly ascending Snow Hill, and presently a troop of grenadier guards rode into the area facing Newgate.
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