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She walked down the station approach, past the neat, obtrusive offices of the coal merchant and the house agent, and so to the wicket-gate by the butcher’s shop that led to the field path to her home. I shouldn't care to express an opinion. I'm burning up. Wild allowed you to have your fine clothes again, or you might have been taken in a still more disgraceful garb. Her heart's in the right place, at all events; and, since that's the case, the rest may perhaps come round, —that is, if she gets through her present illness. We understand that, notwithstanding the serious nature of the man’s injuries, there is every possibility of his recovery. She had eaten little or no tea, and her mid-day meal had been worse than nothing. You won’t have a man’s lips near you, but you’ll eat out of his hand fast enough. "I wonder," said Ruth. Wily little devil she is. "Come, then," said Wild, marching towards the door, "we've no time to lose.
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