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Why in heaven’s name didn’t I think of that before?’ ‘What are you talking of?’ ‘Never mind that now. Cowering in a corner upon a heap of straw sat his unfortunate mother, the complete wreck of what she had been. Spurlock snatched the check out of Ruth's hands and ran to the window. Poor soul! she nearly died when she heard he had robbed his master; and it might have been well if she had done so, for she never afterwards recovered her reason. I want to enrich it with hangings and gladden it with verses. Their small talk continued. "You cannot understand me, Madam; and it is well you cannot.
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