But for Ruth, he, Howard Spurlock, might have ended upon the beach, inescapably damned. She surveyed accommodation that seemed at first merely austere, and became more and more manifestly inadequate as the moments fled by. "Halloa!" cried Jack, looking round, and trying to fix his inebriate gaze upon the speaker,—"who's that?" "Your mother," replied Mrs. Perhaps Gerald was not as clothheaded as he had thought. “I say!” he said, without any movement. Groping their way through one or two dark and mouldy-smelling vaults, the party ascended a flight of steps, which brought them to the hall. From first to last, on this occasion, her aunt expostulated for about two hours.
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