Her sleepless night had left her languid but not stupefied, and for an hour or so the work distracted her altogether from her troubles. Gin is the poor man's friend,—his sole set-off against the rich man's luxury. It was scarcely likely that she would have accepted his aid. The race began once more; but this time Ruth knew that there would be no escape. "You are my prisoner, Jack. The nuns wore their habit, and said all their offices, and went about their tasks unobtrusively, relieving the poor and needy and tending the sick. Why should they be? She and Ramage were friends, very good friends.
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