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His hand rested heavily and cruelly upon Ruth's shoulder. . God bless you, Auntie! I'll go into the mills and make pulp with my bare hands, if you want me to. "And now," she added, with somewhat more composure, "leave me, dear friends, I entreat, for a few minutes to collect my scattered thoughts—to prepare myself for what I have to go through—to pray for my son.
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