] CHAPTER VIII Slowly Ruth entered her own room. The only mercy you can show me is to kill me. Her sensitive ears could hear her foster mother snoring in front of the television. But I've not promised to stand by him yet; nor will I, unless he turns out an honest lad,—mind that. The oaken beam, nine inches in thickness, was now the sole but most formidable obstacle to his flight.
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