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It is enough to make a man throw away canvas and brushes into the bottomless precipices, enough to make one weep with despair at his utter and absolute impotence. Please sit down, Miss —dear me, I haven’t asked you your name yet. A post-chaise seen in the road first alarmed us. What were you doing at Remenham House? I can’t puzzle that bit out. To Ruth the thought of Hartford no longer projected upon her vision a city of spires and houses and tree-lined streets. But there was nothing in her bearing that a passer-by would have noted, to tell of the excitement that possessed her.
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