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He embraced her small body in his arms, kissing her forehead over and over. ‘Small wonder in a way that he found hisself consolation elsewhere. ’ ‘You mean the bookroom, miss. " "Force shall not make me yours till Jack is free," replied the widow, resolutely. "I loved you," replied Jack,—"don't start—it is over now—I loved you, I say, as a boy. Ruth loved him.
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