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"Hold!" cried Kneebone, flinging down the packets; "they are nothing to me. ‘It is what my father intended. ‘It could not be helped, whichever way I made my presence known. ‘While you are making me this interrogation, my poor Jacques bleeds to death. If only sometimes he would grow angry at her, impatient! But his tender courtesy was unfailing; and under this would be the abiding bitterness of having mistaken gratitude for love. Don't build your hopes too high; but I will do what I can. Ruth could not very well object, since an air of distinction would go with Taber. I thought perhaps you were staying with them, as you did not seem particularly anxious to recognize your old friends.
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