. " "Never," said Mrs. A bobbing lantern, crossing the bridge—for she had not drawn the curtain—attracted her attention. I was rude and stupid. "Won't you sit down?" "I beg your pardon! Come into the consultation office"; and the doctor led the way. "My horses, Charcam," he said, as a servant appeared. If ever the denouement came—if ever the Hand reached him—Ruth would then understand why he had rebuffed all her tender advances. "Too late, master," replied the landlord of the Trumpeter, in a surly tone, for he did not much like the appearance of his customer; "just shut up shop. She is my only family. But I do not love you.
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