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. " "Poor soul!—poor soul!" groaned Wood, brushing the tears from his vision. My nerves are shaken. They say it hasn't been opened for eight years—but I won't be eight years in getting out of it. It was after all a momentary affair. Not a bad man as men go, but he would sell whisky and gin. ‘And nnever would you have f-found it. She hung about his chair, followed him to the door, touched his sleeve timidly, all the while striving to pronounce the words which refused to rise to her tongue. I did not reckon upon—him. But recently he had asked God to pile it all on him; and God had added this, with a fresh portion for Ruth. ” He paused with a sense of ineptitude. I did not know what I was saying. ’ ‘You say—what?’ gasped Melusine. “Martin, I don’t know what to say.
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