CHAPTER XIV Ruth lost the point entirely. She did not want to feel such negative emotion towards any member of her foster family. He savored the last solo, the coda. One of them was a stout square-built man, with a singularly swarthy complexion, and harsh forbidding features. He perceived, however, that both the novels he read and the world he lived in discountenanced these assumptions. Wood's anxiety to please her distinguished guests speedily displayed itself in a very plentiful, if not very dainty repast. I’ve told them all that was necessary, but I— wanted to ask your pardon—for having made myself a nuisance to you, and for breaking into your rooms—and to thank you—the doctor says you bound up my wound—or I should have bled to death.
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