“I think you are getting to understand me better. Wood's daughter,—to whom, I've heard tell, he was attached years ago,—was brought up, his courage forsook him altogether, and he trembled, and could scarcely stand. You are all that I am or hope to be—the celestial atom God put into me at the beginning. And then she fell into a musing about Capes. The glass in the windows was broken—the roof unthatched—the walls dilapidated. ’ If you engage me it must be upon my own merits. I applaud your prudence: it is, however, needless. I find you an impenetrable enigma. Ruth's eyes were wet, but she saw light everywhere: the room was filled with celestial aura.
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