The tears were streaming down her face, her voice was thick with sobs. Ruth did not consider it necessary, however, to add that she had not notified this aunt of her coming, that she did not know whether the aunt still resided in Hartford or was underground. A dozen books lay upon the counterpane. Once more he begged; but as Ruth only repeated her sharp command, he spun about and raced toward the jungle.
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