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He had heard me sing—the fool thought himself in love with me. 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. Captain Roding either did not know, or did not remember that she had it. By Jove! When I think of it I want to leap and shout!” “It would astonish that man with the barrow. Cheveney was another Paris friend, was he?” she asked. I don’t care if you never tell me any of your secrets. Ask mercy of the Lord for the salvation of your own soul, through the merits of the death and passion of Jesus Christ, who now sits at the right hand of God, to make intercession for you, if you penitently return to him.
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