"First take the child," cried Darrell, holding up the infant, and clinging to the oar with a dying effort. “Please stop by. ” It was her last evening in that wrappered life against which she had rebelled. So long as he lived, Spurlock knew that in fancy he would be reconstructing that scene between himself and Ruth's father. “Why don’t you?” “Well, it might mean rather a row.
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