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Chapter XXI HER SISTER’S SECRET “I think,” Lady Ferringhall said, “that you are talking very foolishly. It's a thousand pities to hang so pretty a fellow. ” Capes watched the limpid water dripping from his oar. ” He stated, trying to maintain his calm. " So Ruth heard about the poets; she became tolerably familiar with the exploits of that engaging ruffian Cellini; she heard of the pathetic deafness of Beethoven; she was thrilled, saddened, exhilarated; and on the evening of the twelfth day she made bold to enter the talk. All the precious paintings and statues of the divine family were here, as was the enormous wooden crucifix set above the altar.
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