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Their chit-chat stopped when they reached the bench. She seemed to have recovered herself as he returned, but rose as if she would go back to the saloon. The women, Ann Veronica thought, were not quite so interesting as the men. Am I mistaken? Is your heart mine?" "It is—it is; and has ever been," replied Winifred, falling upon his neck. But his glance roved, to the door through which Ruth had gone, to Enschede's drooping back. He deserves none. "It's of no use," observed Thames quietly, but with a look that chilled the little damsel's heart;—"my resolution is taken.
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