He got out of the car and lifted her from the convertible before she could open the door. "Is this Misther Wudd's, my pretty miss?" demanded the rough voice of the Irish watchman. That he was immolating Ruth on the altar of his conscience never broke in upon his thought for consideration. "Where to, master?" asked Ben, touching his woollen cap. Drink for him had a queer phase. It was his heart. The stranger started at the touch, and spoke.
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