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"I can't tell you!" she replied, blushing deeply, and clinching her little hand as tightly as possible; "it's a secret!" "I'll soon find it out, then," he returned, playfully forcing the paper from her grasp. She had never been "My child" or "My dear"; always her name—Ruth. “Your teeth are chattering! I’ll make you some hot chocolate!” Cathy cried. "A storm!" exclaimed the landlord. She will tell you all the story while I am gone.
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