"I'm sure little Jack has but one friend beside myself, in the world, and that's more than I would have ventured to say for him yesterday. Make haste!" Ruth hurried off to her own room. The uproar was tremendous—men yelling— dogs barking,—but above all was heard the stentorian voice of Jonathan, urging them on. Without preamble, in a voice of extreme exasperation, he demanded, ‘Now what the devil’s to do? What in God’s name do you mean by sending Gerald such a ridiculous letter? Never read anything half as crazy.
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