"Get up, mother," cried Jack; "do not kneel to him. The honey on his tongue turned to ashes. And this damning evidence―’ with a brusque gesture at the portrait ‘―must also be destroyed. She wedged the towel between her legs. " Ruth repeated the word, not in the effect of a query, but ruminantly.
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