" "Quite the contrary," rejoined the woollen-draper, laughing good-humouredly. ” “God send you may never repent it!” cried Capes. And this shall be your diet till you die. Promise me. Although she had refused to answer his impertinent questions. “Look at our clothes,” she exclaimed, “and besides, the funny little proprietor has gone down himself to help it along. But I shall take care of Ruth, work for her and fight for her. Oh! thank you—thank you! I'm so happy!" "Stop, Winny!" he answered, gravely; "I haven't promised yet. Lucy was silent.
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