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\" She knew he was blushing in the dark. Before she passed out she turned and faced Sir John. It was the largest room in the house, which was why it had been given over to the main business of the convent as a house of God. In vain Wood protested his innocence. But if you wish to do old Wood a friendly turn, you may bring his wife. Drenched to the skin,—in fact, he had been lying in a bed of muddy water,—and chilled to the very bone, he felt so stiff, that he could scarcely move. Ruth is not another man's wife; she is all your own, for better or for worse. "I see nothing surprising in it," rejoined Jonathan. ” Sir John was speechless.
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