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I wish nothing at all from them. Even in this dread moment Ruth was conscious of a pathetic interest in the scattering pencils. "Patience Kite has lured him to Enfield on a false scent after Blueskin. The young fellow was almost as odd in his way as the girl was in hers. The man Hill has persecuted me for months—ever since I have been in England. She's not for pleasure, but for work. When a mere child she fixed her affections upon a youth named Thames Darrell, whom her father brought up, and who perished, it is supposed, about nine years ago; and she has determined to remain faithful to his memory. Hoddy! All her fears fell away. “Yes, I see that. "I shall be back presently," replied Thames, evasively. ‘I do not wish to be like him, but it is entirely reasonable that it should be so. He was not addicted to monologue, and the only audible comment he permitted himself at first upon a universe that was evidently anything but satisfactory to him that afternoon, was one compact and entirely unassigned “Damn!” The word must have had some gratifying quality, because he repeated it.
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