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That he was immolating Ruth on the altar of his conscience never broke in upon his thought for consideration. ‘She’s an eviltempered little termagant, yes, but there’s no malice aforethought. He fell backwards on his butt, the wind knocked out of him. But, since I've seen the friend and companion of my childhood, Thames Darrell, I've no heart for it. ‘And I wouldn’t be no sort of a man if I’d heard what I heard, and gone off and left you.
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