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“Thank you—for coming,” he said. “I am sure, Anna,” she said, “I do not see why we should conceal the truth from you. He knew that at this moment Ruth lay upon her bed in torment, for she was by nature tender; and the reaction of her scathing words, no matter how justifiable, would be putting scars on her soul. For although I must confess it reads very much like an application or a testimonial or some such thing as that, I can assure you I am writing this in fear and trembling with a sinking heart. “I would like to go home,” she cried, “to please her. “They wanted me to identify some one whom I had certainly never seen before in my life, and to tell you the truth, they were positively rude to me because I could not. “We can be alone?” She inquired.
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