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" Not a little perplexed by the mysterious object she had seen, Rachel left the room, and, shortly afterwards returned with the materials of a tolerably good supper;—to wit, a couple of cold fowls, a tongue, the best part of a sirloin of beef, a jar of pickles, and two small dishes of pastry. The thought did not occur to her, for all thought had flown out of her head. It was a letter. It is true that I do not love Ruth; but I swear to you, before the God of my fathers, that she shall never know it!" "I'll be getting along. " "Ah!" shrieked Lady Trafford. ‘Rather thought I’d have to disarm you when you heard of it. " The mortal agony behind those eyes! And all the while he had probably loved his child. ” “Point taken. "Good gracious! so I do," exclaimed his amiable consort. “How old are you?” “Sixteen.
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