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His hand flew across the paper. Her father was right: Ruth must never know. E. Sheppard let fall her basket. " On the appearance of his visitors, Sheppard arose,—his gyves clanking heavily as he made the movement,—and folding his arms, so far as his manacles would permit him, upon his breast, steadily returned the glances fixed upon him. Sheppard, rushing from the adjoining room. “Dreadful women, my dear!” said Miss Stanley. You think you love this other man! No doubt you do love him. She longed to own something lasting, anything, but knew her wishes to be stupid.
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