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My mother died the day I was born; that’s what they tell me. ” “It would be different all the same. " He did not reply. It is my business to know most people. She did not think for one moment what interpretation he might put upon the word “lover. It was so arranged that Ruth went on duty after breakfast and remained until noon. I want to fill it with fine and precious things. A strange betrothal!—the primal idea of which was escape! The girl, intent upon abrogating for ever all legal rights of the father in the daughter, of rendering innocuous the thing she had now named the Terror: the boy, seeking selfcrucifixion in expiation of his transgression, changing a peccadillo into damnation! It was easy for Ruth to surrender to the idea, for she believed she was loved; and in gratitude it was already her determination to give this boy her heart's blood, drop by drop, if he wanted it.
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