” “I haven’t told any one the amount,” he went on. Oh, yes; of Ruth herself he knew much; but the more he mulled over what he knew, the deeper grew his chagrin. Wood's," was the reply. All sorts of battered tramps, junks and riff-raff of the seas trailed in and out. She perceived that his countenance was only composed by a great effort, his features severely compressed.
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