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The flowers upon the mantel-shelf were withered and drooping—she had gathered them. “Why did you do it?” her aunt urged. What is your father's business?" The question was an impertinence, but Ruth was not aware of that. She opened her eyes. It is what I have done. To work then he went, and with wonderful industry filed off two of the iron bars. We had no idea. A garrison called to arms at dead of night on the sudden approach of the enemy, could not have been more expeditiously, or effectually aroused. Her unnatural calm was giving way.
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