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I do not even know his name. " "Leave you!" echoed the ruffian, with a contemptuous laugh; "—not just yet. Even in her painting smock and with her disarranged hair, the likeness between the two girls was marvellous. You say you have twenty-four hundred in your letter of credit. Do you know whoso portrait this is?" "I do not," replied Thames, repressing his tears, "but I believe it to be the portrait of my father. He shrugged and, to Gerald’s relief, made to leave at last. 13 Montague Street. She approached Ruth with open arms; and something in the way the child came into that kindly embrace hurt the older woman to the point of tears. Could she understand what she was talking about? Luckily it was a second-class carriage and the ordinary fellowtravellers were not there. Her sister had told him that it was true.
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