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elizabethbailey. How little he knew about Ruth—the background from which she had sprung! He knew that her father was a missioner, that her mother was dead, that she had been born on this island, and that, at the time of his collapse, she had been on the way to an aunt in the States. Upon the pavement near the court lay the porter, who had been prostrated by a blow from the butt-end of a pistol. One she entered and met with a sharp rebuff, which she appeared to receive unmoved. After that, we'll go our several ways. The room behind was another small antechamber, presumably linking the back rooms. He was reaching wearily for some kind of buffer to his harrying conscience. It was an awful moment—so awful, that every other feeling except deep interest in the scene seemed suspended.
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