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To Ruth the thought of Hartford no longer projected upon her vision a city of spires and houses and tree-lined streets. There was a time, long, long ago, when the tears would have rushed to my eyes unbidden at the bare mention of generosity like yours, Mr. Certain reserves went down on both sides. “I suppose,” said her father, “I have read at least half the novels that have been at all successful during the last twenty years. "Vell, vell," growled Sharples, after he had listened to the other's remonstrances, "it shall be done.
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