And he hazarded a wink at the poet over the paper on which he was sketching. " "Let this speak for me," said Sheppard, tossing a heavy bag of money towards him. We shall never have an heir, you and I! My family is crumbling; all of my brothers are dead. I must have been very wound up. " Ruth repeated the word, not in the effect of a query, but ruminantly.
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