Prudence shook her head. The idea of Ruth as a talisman against misfortune—which he now recognized as a sick man's idea— faded as his appreciation of the absurd reasserted itself. He greeted the corpulent boy at the register, whose tag read, \"MY NAME IS Jason\" with familiarity. Wood made no reply; but, hastily kissing his weeping daughter, and bidding her be of good cheer, hurried off. No means were neglected to accomplish this end.
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