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The poor child! What frightful things she must have seen on that island of hers! The noise of crashing glass caused a diversion; and Ruth turned gratefully toward the sound. ” “You are not a coward,” she repeated, “or you would not be my friend. He then spoke with a certain fatherly kindliness of the past. E. G'night, kids. She had heard the trader utter it many times. How she had coveted her mother’s beauty and sought to emulate it, if only to please her.
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