“We have no airs and graces here, and my hat hangs from a peg in the passage. Ruth was at that stage where the absorption of facts is great, but where the mental digestion is not quite equal to the task. Every man in her life had betrayed her one way or another. I have seen many of them. Oh! my dear, dear son, be warned in time.
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