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. The hymnal lyrics had never stirred her; she had memorized and sung them parrotwise. To Ruth the thought of Hartford no longer projected upon her vision a city of spires and houses and tree-lined streets. "You'll be as good as your word, my charmer," whispered the executioner. ’ ‘Begging your pardon, miss, but I think as how you ought to go back to London,’ Jack ventured. If you don’t eat humble-pie now you may live to fare worse later. ‘Now I see that you are mad indeed. ” “Out with it, then,” he cried, almost roughly. ‘You mean I should give myself a dressingdown? Very well.
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