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The spinster saw herself growing warm again in the morning sunshine of youth —a flaring ember before the hearth grew cold. Not since she had discovered it had Ruth touched or opened the mission Bible; but to-night (the same upon which the wonderful manuscripts started on their long and circuitous voyage to America) she was inexplicably drawn to it. ’ Trodger frowned, and chewed his lip. Still, it was rather terrible to suspect that one had fallen from grace, but nevertheless the thing was possible. If the boy was legging it alone…. Take him away," he added, striding up to Charcam. A dressing-room then. It was hard to resist. She reads novels—and history—and all sorts of things. Before he could return, Jack had made good his retreat; and, wandering about the lanes and hedges, kept out of sight as much as possible. There were no mourners. "I was just thinking of you Jack.
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