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She had never dreamed of such decadence, never imagined that young people could be so happy and healthy. "I beg your pardon!… A bit rocky this morning…. What gave the puzzling twist to an ordinary situation was her manner: she was guileless. I require nothing, you see, till my share of the contract is fulfilled. Unless there was some real metal in the young fool, some hidden strength with which to breast the current, Ruth would become a millstone around his neck and soon he would become to her an object of pity and contempt. ” “I think,” Anna said, “that it was only his manner. A sacrifice. He obeyed, letting the garment fall to the floor. At this terrible juncture, Jack maintained his composure,—a smile played upon his face before the cap was drawn over it,—and the last words he uttered were, "My poor mother! I shall soon join her!" The rope was then adjusted, and the cart began to move.
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